The Shortest Day
Written by: Susan Cooper
And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
Date: December 21st 1014 And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world Came people singing, dancing, To drive the dark away. They lighted candles in the winter trees; They hung their homes with evergreen; They burned beseeching fires all night long To keep the year alive. And when the new year�s sunshine blazed awake They shouted, reveling. Through all the frosty ages you can hear them Echoing behind us � listen! All the long echoes, sing the same delight, This Shortest Day, As promise wakens in the sleeping land: They carol, feast, give thanks, And dearly love their friends, And hope for peace. And now so do we, here, now, This year and every year. Welcome Yule! |
Created by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee
at 12-23-14 08:41 PM
Last Modified by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee at 12-23-14 08:41 PM
Last Modified by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee at 12-23-14 08:41 PM