Snow Job

	
Snow Job

When my Christmas joy
  freezes into a snow job
And my holiday plans
  elaborate until
    I'm wrapped in the trappings
    trapped in the wrappings.
Lord, untangle me.
Help me
  get the tinsel
  out of my hair.
Refresh me
  with a look
at the gift
of Your Son.
-Nancy Spiegelberg

1970 Nancy Spiegelberg

© 1968 - 2001 Nancy Spiegelberg All Rights Reserved

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