“Little Robin redbreast
Where can
you be?
Dear little
Robin
Come and
say hello to me”
“I can’t
“says the Robin
“The winter
is preventing me”
“Little
Robin redbreast
Where can
you be?
Dear little
Robin
Come and
say hello to me”
“I can’t
say hello to you
Because I’m
frozen to this tree”
Christmas ferns
Abundant
and evergreen
With
Pinnate leaves
In
lance-shaped fronds
Dense
clusters of
Featherlike
leaflets
In wide
display
Decorate
the
Christmas
landscape
Of North
America
Merry Bells of Christmas
Of genus
Uvularia
Whose
yellow drooping
Bell-shaped
flowers
Brighten
the season
Christmas bells
Of Genus
Blandfordia
Orange or
crimson
Whose large
flowers
Brighten
the season
Red Breasted Robin
Sitting on
the fence
With snow
falling
God that
bird is dense
Sitting out
there exposed
Out in all
weathers
Trying to
look cute
As it
freezes its feathers
You are the bonniest child
Cute from
head to toe
You melt
our hearts
As you
joyfully go
For your
first time
Out to play
in the snow
I’m not looking for a white Christmas
For my life
is already a cold place
Bleak and
forbidding
So I have
no need of snow
Carpets of
white everywhere
Winter
fills my every day
My life is
perpetual winter
Because you
have taken my warmth
You were
the heart of me
You sent
the blood coursing through me
You were
the sun in my sky
Now my life
is tundra
And I am
just a frozen husk
Too numb to exist
