that glorious song of old,
(Our daily time spent outdoors)
from angels bending near the earth,
(and playing pine cone fetch with Leroy)
To touch their harps of gold!
(with a "gold" chunky but innovative mixture of cornbread and milk)
From heaven's all gracious King!
(Who helped me finally begin my silhouette project this evening--I miss those super chubby days!)
(Who helped me finally begin my silhouette project this evening--I miss those super chubby days!)
The world in solemn stillness lay,
(!!!)
To hear the angels sing.
(or say "ho, ho, ho" and touch their nose, and then ??)
I love this post! Also, I love, "Not every tree can be a Christmas tree." So funny!
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