"So now is come our joyful feast, Let every man be jolly; Each room with ivy leaves is dressed, And every post with holly. Though some churls at our mirth repine, Round your foreheads garlands twine, Drown sorrow in a cup of wine, And let us all be merry. Now all our neighbors' chimneys smoke, … Continue reading A Christmas Tale
Tag: poetry
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
It is one of my favorite poems and we are getting a bit of snow.
Kind Rewards
Values
Beautiful, thank you.
Purrsday Poetry: The Cat on The Green Bench
Beautiful


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