I can’t recommend highly enough “Christmas Poems” by U A Fanthorpe. I’ve been reading one a day through Advent, and today’s, The Sheepdog, was a corker.
After the very bright light,
And the talking bird,
And the singing…
Because a sheepdog would think of an angel as a talking bird, wouldn’t it?
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