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How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? - Dr. Seuss

A pearl the size of winter stabs the night
Enchanting as fire, glowing through the trees
All the earth feels gentle, friendly and bright
Believers in God’s grace fall to their knees
While the stillness comes to life in half-light
Blessings fall like prayers from a soft breeze
Song of hope, whispering unspoken praise
Upon the wind who breaths joy to amaze

Moonlight murmurs to the stars in soft songs
Pouring out peace and love across the hills
This is the slow rhythm for which the heart longs
Wonderous echoes of freedom who thrills
Stories of old recall all the past wrongs
While winter charms hearts with her quiet chills
Nothing seems more astounding than the night
Swearing to the soul to make it all right

Busy dew hangs from the petals and leaves
Gossiping with the shadow who agrees
Even the wisest among us still grieves
Remembering the love that holds hope’s keys
A wild night, though honest, often deceives
Promising moon and stars beyond the seas
Angry black skies consume the heart who doubts
While trembling fireflies sweep the mist with shouts

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