Poem: WREATHS by Francis Edwards

Wire the branches around and around in a cycle…

Wraping your thoughts of goodness and kindness….

Where we hang our hearts at home or other.

Working your magic to give a message…

Wait to complete a love to give…

We will receive.

Well done to display, the season is upon…

Wealth to know and share…

Welcome here.

Weather’s the storm in face of chill…

Waiting to prove…

Weak not be.

Wind and snow…

Won’t hurt…

What’s made from love and devotion.

With sincere…

Wishes to remember…

We…

Want to say.

Winding path…

Way to door or grave…

Wreaths will address the eternal gift.