The tickle of its needles

My feet, cold from the water
slogging through the marshes
the reeds, the meadow
rising into the arbor
the cold closing around us
the nursery overgrown
thick with bramble, whispers
echoes of other falls
families in mischief

The tickle of its needles
against my bristled cheek
our prized new possession
the tree for the living room
hefted on my back, slung
so like scenes of A Christmas Carol
Tiny Tim upon my shoulder
wishes of a happy Christmas
in the weight of the tree
fresh-cut from the forest


December 12, 2011
our Christmas tree adventure
Pembroke, NH
&
Worship Theme of Joy
John 1:6-8, 19-28
Isaiah 61:1-4, 8-11
1 Thessalonians 5:16-24
Advent Candlelighting liturgy for Third Sunday of Advent
by Amy C. Wake
And sermon, “When you know who’s coming”
By Pastor Ruth Foss
http://www.facebook.com/pastorruthfoss
http://www.ahandmaidenofthelord.blogspot.com
http://pastorruth.posterous.com/
A Handmaiden of the Lord
http://www.suncookumc.org
Suncook United Methodist Church
http://facebook.com/groups/136632035559/
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Suncook-United-Methodist-Church/102221356487965
Suncook, NH
December 11, 2011
Third Sunday of Advent

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