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| Lillian the Domestic Engineer. Blogspot.ca |
There's something about Christmas time
that makes me wish it was Christmas all the time.
STOP
Listen. Take a look around.
Like a fog that settles in on a December morn,
like the new fallen snow upon the frozen ground,
like a sound in the distance that can't be found
it is present, it is around.
FOUND
in the stillness of a quiet morn,
found in the beauty of the snowflakes on the ground,
found in the music of our mind
gifted to all in time.
There's something about Christmas time
that makes me wish it was Christmas all the time.
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| Christmas door |
A warm welcome
now hangs on the door
of the neighbor we often see but don't really know,
Christmas lights
now light the walk
to the Seniors housing and the Christmas Pot Luck.
Santa Claus
is at the Rink
where the community goes
to share Hot Chocolate and goodness knows
-a memory or two
about last year
at this same time
when we opened our hearts
to the world
at large.
There's something about Christmas time
that makes me wish it was Christmas all the time.
There is beauty everywhere
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| Beauty is everywhere |
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