The 4th Day Of Christmas Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

The 4th Day Of Christmas

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An icy wind blows all over the land
Frosts white roofs all around the town
The mountains are full of snow, its grand

It's a winter work of art for all to see
The birds come to our window to feed
Nature is with us in perfect harmony

A fearless fox rambles into the park and around
The house and the hotels back yard ground
While in search of food that may be found

It's the fourth day of Christmas. Oh my, oh my.
The risen sun and half-moon are in the sky
Together for awhile and misty clouds pass by

Another year has come and gone so fast
While we mature gracefully like a vintage wine
New Year is quite near, a celebration, a last

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