Christmas Rhyme

We can’t afford no tree this year. We spent it all on dog, and feed. We got enough to buy birdseed, and a salt block for the deer. We scattered seed out on the snow like freckles, footprints, and little gifts. And, ain’t it strange how the spirit lifts to see the birds light up all in a row? The deer arrive and bow their heads for the salt lick in the manger. They’ve traveled far, where spirit led, no more in any danger. 12/20/2020