early hours

early hours
of quiet and poetry
gardens overflow
and if some winter
my mind forgets
my heart will know

Ellen Grace Olinger

Short Poems

reading old letters
reflections of Christmas lights
on the water

holiness
and humility
Christmas

Christmas night sky
becomes sunrise
tree branches
covered with ice
glisten in the sun

new year
on the horizon
simple lines
of barns and trees
in the fog

Quiet Christmas Poetry