Christmas
Seasons come and seasons go,
A Christmas carol,
and the snow of fleecy white.
We light a candle in the night,
to watch it glow...
A song to sing, remembering,
a time when we were young,
without a care...
A gentle feeling in the air.
Friends and family,
to celebrate with cheer.
A time for giving...
wishing you were here.
And looking, once again,
to the New Year,
the candle flickers with a breath...
and we see the child.
And somehow, we just know...
He is here.
Season's Greetings, 2019
R. O'Brien
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