Poem – Gift
Like the last leaf from spring
hanging on into winter,
or prairie grasses overcoming
snow and ice,
life hangs on to a tenuous
thread and each day is a gift.
William Ricci
Mountains, Ice, Stars
wrdynamics@gmail.com
Beautiful
Thank you kindly, Willow!
My pleasure, Happy Christmas 💜
Thank you and a Merry Christmas to you as well!
Enjoy 💜🎄🎄