My birdhouse wears a tall top hat

Of white marshmallow snow.

It’s trimmed with sparrows’ footprints

That are featherstitched to and fro.

And past the fence beside the woods

In winter snow, I find

Some deer and rabbit patterns

And partridge-wing designs.

And crystal lace is everywhere—

On bushes, stumps, and trees.

Our Father has created

Many sparkling tapestries.

Illustrated by Dilleen Marsh