Thoughts on Winter Solstice

The Shortest Dayby Susan CooperAnd so the Shortest Day came and the year died And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world Came people singing, dancing, To drive the dark away. They lighted candles in the winter trees; They hung their homes with evergreen; They burned beseeching fires all night long To keep the year alive.And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake They shouted,