See the fair fluffy flakes, they blanket the ground in purest white. Tis Christmas Eve, a time when even secular radio stations and musicians proclaim the birth and glory of Jesus Christ. I feel as though I should compose poetry in honor of the snowfall, and in honor of Christs birth. Perhaps I shall. I think I shall ramble first. The end of the year comes to close, and winter gathers us in. Its been such an eventful year, the experience of which has left me quiet, and with little to say, though I do not lack in things I feel. My prose falls short in the expression of what I feel.

Merry Christmas everyone. Enjoy your families, friends and a moment to pause and be thankful for Gods grace given to men.

Share.

About Author

I have been writing on the web since 2000. I am a christian , a photographer, an occasional poet, a recovering dreamer, an occasional philosopher, a software developer, an autodidact, and i resemble the INFP personality type.

2 Comments