Christmas Wreath Poem by james watkin

james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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james watkin
Melbourne Australia
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Christmas Wreath



For your door and for your heart
This vintage wreath, go hang.
In its ever fresh blessing
Hope's, everlasting.

Of holly, berry, pine cone.
Wanes not, nor will drop off.
Whose shape, infinite glory's
Tied to. Gospel story's!

Friday, November 25, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas
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james watkin

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Melbourne Australia
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