BY VALENTYNA HOLLOWAY
Winter curls around the bare branches
of the trees, their burlesque dance
in the wind enticing the birds to
join them in a tango before the sun
descends. The beauty of the leafless
trees slowly turning to shadows across
the snow covered ground as the fir trees
swell and shake their needles in approval.
The air crisp and clean as the pristine
snow shivers it’s approval by twinkling
at the moon. Soft strains of music
filling the air, rising to the stars,
cracking the silence of the night.
And as hearts swell in joy, Christmas
arrives bringing new hope for fragile peace.