Holiday Fanfare
Holy Days, Christmas, worship and pray;
Hallowed! our Lord and Savior’s birthday.
Hope's celebration leaves me dumbstruck;
Hectic plans take charge, running amok.
Hurry, scurry, flurry; tempers flare;
Hate these vibrations from hell's fanfare.
Hanukkah too can leave folks obsessed;
Hearts forgetting how much God has blessed.
Holiday delight, joys can increase
Harbored in love, in grace, in peace.
December 19, 2020
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