Submitted by Elaine Magliaro, Guest Blogger
Here’s an acrostic poem that I wrote a few years ago. If you read down the left side of the poem, it spells out the word “wreath.”
Wrapped around itself,
Red-ribboned
Evergreen, fragrant of winter forests,
Adorned with berries, baubles, bells of gold,
Tacked to the front door…
Home for the holidays.
Happy Holidays to all!!!