'tis the Season

...for Edna St. Vincent Millay Softly shifting, drifting darkly white, full flakes fluttering, floating in free flight, in shadow, in the stillness of the night. Travelers seek refuge from the cold, warmth by the fire and safety in the fold of humankind, fond memories to hold. 'Tis Christmas! There's joy and tidings dear to the hearts of all men of good cheer, and for the children it's that magic time of year! 'O Holy Night!' unites the penitent today, and all shall kneel in reverence to pray for peace on earth, good will to men alway! ******** ...for Christmas, which should be remembered every day of the year.