The morning rises slower every day;
shivering in the cold, we wait for light
to greet our eyes and guide us on our way,
wishing the sun were warm as well as bright.
Life in the dark, the winter tune we sing
while solstice nears, the final shortest day.
It marks the dawn of counting down to spring,
rebirth of light, conquering death's decay.
Our season celebration: life has won!
fast followed by the birth of the true Son.
Christmas Guitar Orchestra: Silent Night
Taking part in the December Photo Project and the December Prompt a Day from Write Alm!
*I mixed up yesterday and today's prompts. Oops! Also, this is the guitar group I co-lead during December, comprised of students ages 11-18.
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