Christmas Angel

The place was packed with cold weather coffee drinkers and the line started at the back door. I took my place in wait, aggravated, anxious, and feeling extremely worn down. I grabbed a Folio, read the front page, stuffed it under my arm and looked around at all the happy, smiling people. Young couples snuggled

A Blessed Yule

At Midsummer she made her presence known; the Goddess of Death in life. On this day the Goddess casts her promise, to put an end to the chilling darkness; and bask once more in his warmth, filling her kingdom with his Light, with his Love. ©2012 Jill Terry Jillterry.com