Christmas Enchantment
On Christmas Eve when the children are finally asleep, a blessed silence hovers in the air that oozes with divine melody. I have to gasp as I look out my window and find a new dusting of snow glistening in the moonglow. How perfect is this enchanted night~ I swear up in the sky that must be the star of Bethlehem I see.
chaste christmas snowflakes
soft with anticipation ~
a most holy night
Submitted on November 20, 2019 for contest DECEMBER OR JANUARY HAIBUN sponsored by CAREN KRUTSINGER - RANKED 2ND
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2019
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