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I Remember the Day

I Remember the Day By Dane Smith-Johnsen I can remember the day like yesterday, When the snowfall brought much glee, One Florida church made a wish that year. Flakes of snow they wanted to see. Praying with hope, they entreated their God, Asking together on knees. “We are so poor and no gifts will there be For the Christmas tree this year,” But they trusted in Heavenly Father's love. I in their eyes great faith saw-- There were dreams that they dreamed and truly believed “Send Christmas snow, God please.” To show their great faith in God for the snow, Paper snowflakes one by one, Appeared each day in the bright sunlight Thrilling, enchanting, and fun. Then, many other people came, When the snowflakes they did see, They stayed to pray with those poor that day. Snowflakes taped where others could see. Some people not nearly as faithful as these Came mocking the poor folks’ glee. And that was the reason (as many know, In this place of poverty) That the snow wish to God was repeated Saying, “Snowflakes, send to us please.” And the snowflakes they cut for the window with care Were like snowflakes school children make With glittery paper of white And one of the mockers that came there to fight Remembered the good Lord above Then, joined in the joy shared that night And helped make many snowflakes with love. Thus, Christmas never comes that I don't think about The snowflakes that appeared one by one. For the wish that they made was like no other wish Those poor who had faith to believe And all that they asked for from Father above Were snowflakes in Florida showing God's love. And that's what He gave them Christmas Day. In the snow that God gave children played. This is based on a true story... It took place at a State Welfare Office, not a Church.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/29/2009 5:19:00 PM
good job, I like it, they got their snow, just the wrong kind, it lasted longer than the real stuff would in FL. :)
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Date: 10/29/2009 10:32:00 AM
Edgar would be proud! Great writing. Dane Ann. Love, lainie
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Date: 10/28/2009 9:45:00 AM
Dane Ann, THIS IS ~~~MAGNIFICENT~~~. Thank you for sharing. I wish to thank you for all your kind comments dear friend. Have you found all your files and folders yet and are they restored? I wish you a wonderful day filled with love and inspiration. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/28/2009 4:17:00 AM
Great story that drew me in. It must have been 1993 the year of the blizzard that came through the south. Keep writing. Sara
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Date: 10/27/2009 10:41:00 PM
I really enjouyed reading your poem, Dane Ann! It proves again that wishes, however, come true. Thank you for your warm comments..Keep writing! ...Gert
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Date: 10/27/2009 8:20:00 PM
Very Nice Dane Ann...loved this...Marty
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Date: 10/27/2009 8:14:00 PM
oh Dane Ann! such beauty is a delight to read! thanks for sharing! jimbo
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Date: 10/27/2009 7:08:00 PM
A lovely poem. Pam.
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