by Ethel Mortenson Davis
In winter
sleigh bells went around
the bellies of the black and bay,
four velvet ears ahead of us,
jingle bells on black harnesses.
It was in deep snow
when all was quiet
and the horses began to trot
that magic began to happen,
when erythematic music
of a prancing, running march
through forested land
filled the air,
prancing feet
touching down into our hearts.
fourwindowspress 
I can see that.
Thank you Ethel
Merry Christmas
I’m so glad you can see that! Love and Merry Christmas. Ethel
I can see and feel the magic of this, Ethel!
I’m glad you can feel that. We send love and Merry Christmas! Ethel
Sending love back to you and Tom. Hope you’ve had a pleasant Christmas!
THE VOICE
An untamed voice cries out
“Here’s to awakening”
And the clink of glasses
Resounds from shore to shore
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Sending you both much love, peace and strength.