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December by Joseph D. Herron Child of the grand old winter,December floateth by;And the ground without is bare and whiteAs the moon in the cloudless sky. The wind blows cold and dreary,Across the whitened plain;And we see the oaks with their branches bare,Through the frost on the window pane. But within where the yule-log’s burning,EachContinue reading “December : Joseph D. Herron : : December Poems : Months Poems : :”