Who Is Knocking At My Door
I’m spending a quiet evening
this Christmas – just by myself;
I’ll light a solitary candle,
Sit snugly by the fire,
And dwell upon my life.
No one is coming over
and I have to go nowhere,
I have bought no gifts and
have nothing to sip or savor.
But wait ...
Who now knocks at the door?
Who, I wonder,
would venture out in this
frosty Christmas night?
As I open the door
I see on my doorstep
A wicker basket with
warm loaves of bread,
And a jug of wine
fetchingly laid!
There is no one in sight,
Hush all around and quiet,
But then ...
through this dark
and foggy night,
I see
A solitary star aglow
and footprints in the snow!
~Who is knocking at my door contest by Tammy Reams
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