Tuesday, December 24, 2013


by Benjamin F. Leggett
  (photos taken during a December snow in 2010)
With snowy locks December stands

'Mid sleet and storm; his wasted hands
A frosty scepter grasp and hold;

His frame is bent, his limbs are old;

His bearded lips are iced and pale;

He shivers in the winter gale.

Come then, O day of warm heart-cheer,

Make glad the waste and waning year,
While old December shivering goes

To rest beneath the drifted snows!

Copyright Susanna Holstein. All rights reserved. No Republication or Redistribution Allowed without attribution to Susanna Holstein.


Angela said...

Thanks for another year.
Your posts are always something I look forward to.
Wishing you much love and laughter for Christmas,
and the bright, shiny New Year. Hugs.....Angela

Brighid said...

Hugs across the miles ol friend, may the Blessings of Christmas be yours.

John "By Stargoose And Hanglands" said...

"His bearded lips are iced and pale"? Sounds like me when I worked on the farm! have a good Christmas, Sue and Larry. It was great to meet you both this year and hope it won't be long till next time.

Quinn said...

Lovely photos, Sue! Quite a grim (written) picture of December, but to be honest, February is the one I always worry about.
Here, our recent 1.5 feet of snow has nearly vanished after 2 very warm days, but it is now very cold again...8F last time I looked. The prediction is cold but open for several days, and I'm beginning to wonder if I have time to fetch more lumber for a project before the next big snow. Such topsy-turvy weather!
Happy Christmas to you and yours :)

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