From my Christmas/Winter poem blog
The Soul of Winter Shines Forth in Glory
Dancing delightfully inside the small metal sphere
The ball jostles about in rhythm to the horse’s trot
Striking the sides back and forth, in quick strokes
Letting a joyful sound expand though the slot
Crafted with great love as the intricate carvings tell
Delicate U’s perfected by rough calloused hands
That handled each bell tenderly as if his child
Creations of a master whose fingertips know their art
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