Winter Musings Winter Musing
The trees are bare and ungiving Like the souls of sick minds, Their dead leaves floating in the Wind to a winter of indifference. Among the chaos of winter urges Comes the hope of a white dove, Spreading its inviting wings of Devotion to an ancient Deity. Soon the loveliness of Spring and Fertile minds will convene again To delve into the mysteries of life, The primeval phenomenon of Faith. Billy Ray Chitwood – Christmas day – 2016 Preview my 14 books of fiction and non-fiction. Just click on 'Books' in the MENU section above... Please follow me on http://twitter.com/brchitwood – @brchitwood
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