One Christmas Morn
We awoke
to a bleak Christmas day.
Fog had stolen the magic away.
Dawn was broken and could not rise up to greet us.
Still we sang out joyfully with gratitude to the heavens.
Our song was heard, the fog lifted, and morning’s enchantment poured down golden.
(Theme #1: Cat Steven's "Morning Has Broken")
Written Dec. 20, 2014 by Andrea Dietrich
For the Enchantment Through Prism Poetry Contest of nette onclaud
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
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