Poetry of Kansas
 

Song For Christmas Day

Though earth with rime of winter time
    Be pale and pitiful to see,
And in her ear the north wind drear
    Moan wearily, moan wearily;
Yet greets she merrily the holy morn
    With happy, happy song,
    And carols loud and long,
For Spring is in her heart when Christ is
    born.
 
Though all her sheen of summer green
    Is draggled, torn, and laid full low,
And she to dress her nakedness
    Hath but the snow, hath but the snow;
Yet greets she merrily the holy morn
    With happy, happy song,
    And carols loud and long,
For Spring is in her heart when Christ is
    born.
 
Though still and white she lies all night
As one whom life abandoneth,
And in her dreamless sleep doth seem
    The bride of death, the bride of death;
Yet greets she merrily the holy morn
    With happy, happy song,
    And Carols loud and long,
For Spring is in her heart when Christ is
    born.
 
And we___our year is dry and sear,
    And in our fields but dead things be,
And gray clouds lie athwart our sky
    So winterly, so winterly;
Yet greet we merrily the holy morn
    With happy, happy song,
    And carols loud and long,
For Spring is in our hearts when Christ is
    born.
___Arthur Graves Canfield
 
Sunflowers
Selected by Arthur Richmond Marsh
(Lawrence: Journal Publishing Co. 1888)
Pages 55-56
 
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