The Mummers' Walk to Seed-Pod Cottage
* This was my 2021 Christmas card...

The mummers walk
Through coldest night,
Lit by moon and lantern-light.
Children wearing ancient masks,
Are focused on their Christmas tasks:
Singing carols, telling tales,
As snowflakes melt upon their veils;
Collecting pinecones as they go,
Their footsteps crunching in the snow.
So warm thy hearth,
And boil up some tea,
And welcome in the pageantry.