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Written on December 22, 2023

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Cranberry dreams, mistletoe and winter flakes Falling softly, gentling the soul who believes Edging pines, pretty gifts we give hopeful shakes Listening to glad songs from hearts peace perceives Falling softly, gentling the soul who believes Lovely snapshots, perfect smiles, precious and rare Listening to glad songs from hearts peace perceives Blessings sighed from the joy of silent prayer Lovely snapshots, perfect smiles, precious and rare Glistening like dew, resting on the morning, Blessings sighed from the joy of silent prayer Beautiful moments His birth is adorning Glistening like dew, resting on the morning, Wonders of peace rain down His sacred spirit, Beautiful moments His birth is adorning Not one reason for hearts who love to fear it. Wonders of peace rain down His sacred spirit, Christmas lights, dazzling the night, subtly twinkling Not one reason for hearts who love to fear it. Each one can feel the joy His love is sprinkling. Christmas lights, dazzling the night, subtly twinkling Soothing away the doubts, leaving not a fear Each one can feel the joy His love is sprinkling. Joy and hope, peace on earth, His birth is so near. Soothing away the doubts, leaving not a fear It’s Christmas here on earth for those who can see Joy and hope, peace on earth, His birth is so near. Always listen to God’s word and bow a knee. It’s Christmas here on earth for those who can see Wherever His love answers each appeal Always listen to God’s word and bow a knee. At Christmas, here on earth, believe love’s ideal. Wherever His love answers each appeal Allow your heart to hear His still voice singing, At Christmas, here on earth, believe love’s ideal. It’s His love, this Christmas, to which I’m clinging! Allow your heart to hear His still voice singing, Edging pines, pretty gifts we give hopeful shakes It’s His love, this Christmas, to which I’m clinging! Cranberry dreams, mistletoe and winter flakes

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Date: 12/23/2023 4:00:00 PM
an exquisite and stunning poem, perfect for today, Christmas Eve eve. Such a pleasurable read...I especially like the last verse...'allow your heart to hear His still voice singing.' I found those lines comforting and engaging. Thanks for sharing your poetic gifts. Merry Christmas, Hugs, Sara
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