miniscule candles
sit atop the windowsill
never to be lit
talya
ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
The following is a guest post from my writer friend, Dorothy Johnson. Dorothy writes from her home on a beautiful ridge overlooking the Arkansas River in Little Rock, Arkansas.
Wintertime at last! Yule
is upon us, the longest
night, frigid and frosty, warming my heart.
Twinkle, twinkle peaceful star. Mother
Earth
renewed.
Shortest day
often unnoticed, nature
lies dormant, silent—
slumbering, yet stirring.
Through the ages, a spell
is cast, enchanting and joyful,
celebrating the sun’s
eternal rebirth.
Happy Winter Solstice!
talya
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