The last star pierces
The early morning sky
Silvery moonlight
Sparkles on fresh snow
On the top branches
Of a Christmas tree
An angel reaches up
Plucks the star from the clouds
And hangs it on a bough
©Kim M. Russell, 2015
Just a little seasonal whimsy before I go to Wednesday Bounce and Rhyme to sing nursery rhymes and Christmas songs, and read Father Christmas Needs a Wee!
writing in north norfolk 
Very sweet. An angel plucking stars from the cloud is so nice to imagine. 🙂
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