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Hi, my name is Jonathan Denard McNeair and I grew up in Lexington, North Carolina, also known as Pig City...Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha...The town is mostly known for its barbeque where they often throw barbeque festivals every October. In my chosen career, I am a self-published author of fiction.

Tuesday, December 24, 2019

The Call of The Winter Solstice






The call of the winter upon winter dreams, the falling of the snow, so sublime and serene
The crystals of the ice glow in the trees like frozen cream
I call upon the winter solstice to bring death and rebirth, to salvage of neverending mirth, come Santa, come gifts, come prosperity, for all that is worth
My backyard is like a winter wonderland while I catch the snow with the palm of my hand,
Oh winter solstice, oh winter solstice, bring my life anew, where I see the colors of gray, white, and blue
From the leaves of autumn, there is very few, until spring things will be recharged and in tune
Oh winter solstice, oh winter solstice, until time goes by
The soul itself is what keeps us alive


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