Nativity
Summoned under night
The refuge of the soul
Born just out of sight
Labored into hope
Carried on beast and straw
Promises to cope
Rich kings attend
To peer at wonder
As angels ascend
A dark cold crib
Stones for shelter
A mother’s bib
Breath of life
Cattle’s lullaby
Humanity’s strife
The word drawn
Near into promise
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Red Truck
It caught my eye,
I could not see
the spirit of Christmas
was all over me .
I wondered why
and kept starring long.
As I heard a song,
the song was soft
and rode in on the snow.
It followed the wind
it was then I would know.
Christmas in the night
close but out of sight
we try to understand
a Christmas of love
swept through the land .
Red truck stood still
The dog did not bark
And the snow fell
Right before dark
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Oak Tree
A small spinally trunk
Began to grow
Over the years of spring storms and
Seasons of winter’s ice
It grew reaching
And sometimes struggling
To continue to strengthen
Within the seasons
The birds singing into
The branches of knurly
Knots twisting into green
Bouquets of leaves
Nest began to take residence
As the feathery friends found refuge
Deep into the branches
The crescendo would begin
Darkness pulled by sunlight
The shades of Morning
Lifts into the spring of beginnings
Quietness is overtaken by staccato songs
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The Change
Blackeye peas
autumn breeze
rocking chair keeping pace
The sky has turned gray
the quietness of the day
calls the season’s race
I listen to know
It will soon start to snow
Winter will take its place.
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The Leaves
Fall growing up,
we mostly looked down;
leaves shuffling around.
The colors of our coat
matched the colors blowing
as the wind chilled before snowing.
Somehow the wrapping circles of
the wind would play under our feet.
Captivated for a while it was an autumn treat .
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Autumn
A glow of autumn,
a welcomed day.
The spring birds are leaving.
The hummingbirds have lingered ,
but only for a moment
and they will leave.
My one majestic oak tree,
strengthens itself as she knows.
She will soon shed her dress
after the brilliant ball of Fall.
Come gently autumn,
be kind to all who celebrates you.
As winter will take its turn
the world will barely take notice .
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Much like the butterfly
I am back to running .
She will fly
And I will run
Together we will
Feel nature 
Eagle and Child Inkling 