Holly Roses
The holly stands, still as a candle;
Lights the winter dark with roses.
A still white cloud hangs over
Its mirror flashes low sun
A cat stands,puzzled paw held up
God’s marionette
A worm surfaces
Do they have eyes?
Blessed be.
Copyright © Katherine Braithwaite | Year Posted 2015
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