What December Says : Mary B C Slade : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

What December Saysby Mary Bridges Canedy SladeOpen your hearts ere I am gone,And hear my old, old story;For I am the month that first looked downOn the beautiful Babe of glory.You never must call me lone and drearBecause no birds are singing;Open your hearts, and you shall hearThe song of the angels ringing.Open your hearts,Continue reading “What December Says : Mary B C Slade : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

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