To Each His Own
Each bough, each limb, each mantel draped
with dangling beauty edged
each bit a dream which does dwell
within man’s heart so pledged.
Each star that lights the evening sky
and pillowed cloud-scaped night
reminds us all of Bethlehem
of God, his Son and Light.
Each pristine bit of tinseled foil
does reflect sublime
the undeniable goodness of the soul
which wakes at Christmas time.
* drape / edge / pledge/ dwell / pillow / foil / deny / wake
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2011
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