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Christmas days with loved ones, surely blissful Carol hymns reign, awesomely delightful Merry tunes of “O Come, All Ye faithful” With “Joy to the World,” very beautiful. Resonating loud is orchestra’s praise “Our dear Saviour’s birth” of glad tidings’ grace Bringing peace midst God’s compassion embrace “Upon the midnight clear,” bright with hope’s rays. Choir belts out “Hark, the herald angels sing” Exultant, “The first Noel” expressing While jubilant to share gracious blessing “Glory to God* in the highest” stressing. Can I forget Christmas 2018? There in ICU**, on God I did lean Grateful, "Fall on your knees," I sang ... serene Dad wondrously smiled; oh, lovely; yet remarkable scene.
*Luke 2:14 Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. **Dad was in the Intensive Care Unit from December 22, 2018 until he went home to heaven to be with the Lord on January 2, 2019. December 4, 2019 Honorable Mention, "STRAND SPECIAL 8..." Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 12/24/2019.

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Date: 12/24/2019 9:42:00 AM
Congrats my dear on s beautifully written win!;)
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Date: 12/4/2019 7:42:00 PM
beautifully are blessed Beata... enjoy those times... make memories to hang on to... love this :) hugs
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Date: 12/4/2019 1:03:00 AM
Another good one Beata. You are very good with using words. Not a lot can do this. Well done and glad you have a strong relationship with your dad.
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