The Jolly Wreath


What would I give for the gift of the holly tree?
     Patience and faith and always humility.

How will I know its leaves from the rest?
     With thorns it is formed, with thorns it is blessed.

When will the fruit of the tree come in season?
     When love is not hampered by fear or by reason.

Where will the holly take root and grow tall?
     Where hearts are not heavy, where kindness is all.

Who will encircle the branch, leaf, and berry?
     One who has wisdom enough to be merry.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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