ON THE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
On the first day of Christmas
The Lord gave me a gift being a blessing to write
On the second day still inspired that went into the night
On the third day, I didn’t take the gift light
On the fourth day, continued to write with no plight
On the fifth day, joy all the way
On the sixth day, we had a snowstorm, and got out my sleigh
On the seventh day, fun being travel in a getaway
On the eighth day, thankful in every way
On the nineth day, rest and sleep
On the tenth day, dreaming of sheep
On the eleventh day, surrounded by family and friends
On the twelve day, the holiday slowly wined down, and came to an end
Copyright © Anthony Blake | Year Posted 2023
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