christ you hang tinsel on a wooden cross
(drooping) your unsmiling figure
by the christmas tree tinseled too
silver clever ringlets wreathing
hung by hands delicate
ornaments dote 'pon
the boughs swinging
swaying
in
some unfelt
breeze they jounce
those
lovely sparkle sprinkled
spheres
mingle in the arms
of pine and soft
cinnamon
smells
cru
mbl
i
ng
wafts increase
from
the hot busy
pocket
of
the kitchen
into soon sleeping hands
my body enters
to the sound
of small
laughter
Dec 24, 2011
Dec 24, 2011 at 8:30 PM UTC
christ you hang tinsel on a wooden cross
(drooping) your unsmiling figure
by the christmas tree tinseled too
silver clever ringlets wreathing
hung by hands delicate
ornaments dote 'pon
the boughs swinging
swaying
in
some unfelt
breeze they jounce
those
lovely sparkle sprinkled
spheres
mingle in the arms
of pine and soft
cinnamon
smells
cru
mbl
i
ng
wafts increase
from
the hot busy
pocket
of
the kitchen
into soon sleeping hands
my body enters
to the sound
of small
laughter
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