Winter Solstice

Posted on December 21, 2012 by Charlotte Henley Babb

Winter Solstice

old moon rises
over the shortest day
crone hunched
in the cold
the wheel turns
into the longest night
we light the fire
sing our songs
make merry until the dawn
and keep the Yule
until the new moon
appears at sunset
the maiden born anew

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