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Read Poems by Paula Swanson

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Christmas In The Desert


Our snowmen, they're not made of white.
They're tumbleweeds, rolled up tight.
No top hat upon his head,
a cowboy hat sits there instead.
His face and buttons, tree ornaments,
boots and lariat, his accoutrements. 

Saguaro cacti with lights wrapped 'round,
illuminate the landscaped grounds.
Old horse drawn wagons get a festive touch,
with lighted garland, packages and such.
Porch rails glow with colored lights,
Christmas trees in windows, warm the nights.

Our little town gets all decked out,
then we gather along the parade route.
Folks on horseback with ribbons and bells,
the horses know that old route well.
Marching school band play Christmas songs,
trucks and tractors carry carolers along.

Floats abound from businesses and groups,
braving the cold, the Christmas cowboys troop.
We all stand up to clap and cheer,
as Santa, as usual, brings up the rear.
Waving his red cowboy hat, in a horse drawn sleigh,
Welcoming Christmas, The Wickenburg way.

Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2013

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  1. Date: 12/31/2014 8:05:00 AM

    Dear Paula: Thank you for the support my friend. Here's wishing you and your loved ones A Happy New Year filled with peace, joy and love. All my best wishes on the last day of 2014, Leon.
  1. Date: 2/11/2014 10:01:00 AM

    :D Hello YOU. How did I miss this? Cute as all get out. Nice to see you and hope you come back soon. You are missed. Hugs, Cyndi
  1. Date: 12/16/2013 5:39:00 AM

    Very clever and interesting way to enjoy Christmas IN THE DESERT, pAULA
  1. Date: 12/15/2013 4:03:00 PM

    I enjoyed reading your poem, Paula! A snowman made of tumbleweeds and Santa with a cowboy hat! Sounds very interesting! Great write! Love, KIm

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