Posts Tagged ‘Spirit of Winter’

winter moon

The bitter breath of air whips the snow from its perch,
Lifting and twisting.
For the briefest moment the Spirit of Winter is made form,
White upon white before my eyes
The coldest kiss of an angel.

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Who is Santa?

Posted: December 24, 2013 in Poetry
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Santa is the Spirit of Winter
With eyes of blue ice,
Beard of white snow,
And a voice that is heard
When the bitter winds blow
Santa is the Spirit of Joy
Dressed in the warm reds
Of a new born sun
The colour of love,
Of hearth and of home
Santa is the Spirit of Winter
A being of seasons
With blessings bestowed
To each and every heart
That grants him a home
Santa is the Spirit of Joy
Remembered each winter
As we all raise our eyes
And listen like children
For his bells in the skies.

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