Our eleventh poem is by William Shakespeare
Rooster crow at Christmas
(From Hamlet)
And then, they say, no spirit can walk abroad;
the nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, no fairy tales, nor witch
hath power to charm, so hallowed and so gracious is the time.
May God Bless Always, Women of Faith and Hope by
My Mother Rose.
Created by Katie Robinson
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