It's finally quiet...
Tree is trimmed,
Lights are bright;
Christmas Eve's this night.
Snow's finished falling,
Orion shines south,
chimney smoke rises,
I see breath from my mouth.
I remember family...
Mother, Father,
all my brothers; and my
dear sisters passed...
dear sisters passed...
I'm graciously blessed
with my own family, my children,
and friends, in my life's
poetic present and past.
and friends, in my life's
poetic present and past.
Looking back, I see my
life's gifts and blessings;
love's missed, and love's mistaken,
and the love's I've given and taken.
and the love's I've given and taken.
I'm grateful for blessings
we receive; yet, I sigh softly
for our dearth of God's regard,
and our lack of joyful attaining...
and our lack of joyful attaining...
Great blessings from God...
I stand all amazed!
So, God, I promise to recognize
Christmas Eve's purpose...
Please, remember to remember,
my friends... Let's give love
my friends... Let's give love
and help all to hold dear tomorrow's
real reason, which is so clear...
real reason, which is so clear...
Please, give love and receive...
It's the best day of the year!
But, tonight my friends,
it's Christmas Eve...
But, tonight my friends,
it's Christmas Eve...
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