First Decoration of the Season
The beautiful wreath hangs upon the door,
Upon the door to greet all.
All who see it will have to smile,
Smile as they recall.
Recall how festive the season will be,
Will be for one and all.
All it took was a wreath on a door,
A wreath on a door in the hall.
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2010
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