December Morn

Oh, a beautiful winter morning The sky is a delicate blue. Pale golden shrubs lend a backcloth For the snowflakes silver-white hue. Shades of delight blend together Shining in the mid-winter glow Just like those radiant mornings I recall from so long ago. I gaze at the pictures so fondly And I look to the heavens to pray Secretly hiding my gratitude For the glory of a brilliant array. All nature's magic surrounds me As song birds fly over the bay The branches are bare, I see it all now And I welcome in Christmas Day.