Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE WREATH ON THE DOOR, by SARA F. LANE


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THE WREATH ON THE DOOR, by                    
First Line: There's a wreath on the door
Last Line: "oh come and adore."
Subject(s): Christmas; Nativity, The


There's a wreath on the door
Of holly and pine,
The little red berries
With green intertwine,
And I know as I pass
That there's much joy inside,
For the wreath on the door
Bespeaks Christmastide.

There's a wreath on the door
Of galax and white.
The perfumes of flowers
With the green leaves unite
To tell as I pass
That there's sadness in there,
And that wreath on the door
Whispers low, "vacant chair."

Now the wreath, as the ring
From traditions of old,
Is symbol of endless,
The eternal, we're told;
And whether the wreath
Is of galax or holly,
Whether inside be grief,
Or hearts that are jolly,
May it say to the world
As it hangs on our door,
"The Christ Child is born,
Oh come and adore."





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