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I still Believe

I still believe in Love
and the magical realm above
the mistletoe and Christmas glow
hot choc mint, white soft snow
But in Australia, it’s summer time
loads of flies, in their prime
sausage sizzles, sweltering days
tanning under, the sun’s rays
I still believe, in dreams coming true
but alone each year, brings sparks of blue
Now once again, Christmas is here
so I force a smile and give a cheer
Others are hurting, more than I
so I wish them well, as they look to the sky
We mustn’t give in, we must not mope
Miracles happen, don’t give up hope.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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December 14, 2023 at 8:08 PM
I still believe too. It is a blessing/miracle we wake up each morning. Sometimes we do not see the blessings because we are looking for something else. I know they are there and you are a blessing by sharing the poems you write. Thank you for sharing I am happy to know you. Ed :)
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