Certain Poor Shepherds

A Christmas poem between two worlds

Photo by Ev on Unsplash

Through streetlamp pools,

and snowflake swarms,

glide numb and frigid feet.

Green glow of yule,

red blossom bows,

warm carols ringing sweet.

Just off the main,

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Aaron DeBee

Aaron DeBee

Freelance Writer/Blogger/Editor, veteran, Top Rated on Upwork, former Medium Top Writer in Humor, Feminism, Culture, Sports, NFL, etc.