TheBanyanTree: Christmas

[NancyIee at aol.com]

As a soft drizzle floats in on the south breeze, as the workmen struggle to 
finish enclosing the room addition by Christmas, as I feed the horses and clean 
stalls and turn them out into the dark mists, as I hear and then watch the 
flock of Sandhill Cranes drift in and land near the pond, then procede to 
gossip, someone turns on the Christmas lights outlining the eave of the house.

No snow, no bundled group coming to carol, no breath in crisp air and crunch 
of boots on ice. But, still, Christmas all the same.

I pause to consider all my friends, near and far, and to silently wish a 
fulfilled holiday for everyone, and health and contentment and peace in the coming 
year.

Joy To The World

NancyLee