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a new way of looking at... writings >> sean honea >> christmastime |
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Another day, as it is known Takes time to sparkle all it’s own And lonely ones shed tears no more As loved one’s knock upon your door. When calls are made, old friends remember They’re not forgotten in cold December In a rush, no time for thought Hearts are warmed, kind words are bought Sent many miles, with gifts that say I remembered you, will you remember me? As smiles turn inward one can reflect It’s Christmastime, do not forget To wish all well that you hold dear And fill them all with you good cheer... |