All the Wonders

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I sit on the floor watching a sleeping child. Three months old, she is a miracle of breath, of tiny hands and feet and eyes and mouth....

Christmas Eve, Holy night. Memories creep into My mind. Smells of evergreen And candles, lit. The worn, waxed chancel In a church...

Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, Love divine; Love was born at Christmas; star and angels gave the sign. Worship we the...

In the quiet of the morning I walk the dogs. Up and down the street we go. This day, the pre-dawn clouds Transform from gray to pink to...

God of the brokenhearted, it is hard to be in mourning during this joyous time of year. But I know that you come to all of us, especially...

Here's a bit of Scottie Christmas for you and yours .... A Christmas Poem Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house...