On the fifth day of Christmas…..
…..fi-ive things that sing.
For the second year, we have the droids you may or may not be looking for along with Merry Darth and Yoda Claus, singing joyfully in the front yard. On the front porch our little snow friend is singing a familiar tune.
Better than gold rings. Every single day.
When the sun goes down and they come back to life with the flip of a switch, they bring me joy, and that makes one more thing sing–
But we won’t count that tonight.
Five is a good number for Christmas. It’s a number that brings me joy.
Love to all.