Oh, Christmas Tree--Concrete

**Oh, Christmas Tree**


                         Honor

                        His Birth

                   His Great Family

                 His Jewish Heritage

                He, Born in a Manger

            For Humanity, No Stranger
 
                           Hope
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Gilmour Avatar
January 2, 2021 at 4:11 PM
Beautiful Panagiota ~ love the shape and love the sentiment of your Christmas message ~ thank you and hope you had a good one. With love and hugs to you and your dear family winging their way from the UK ~ Ann xx
Romios Avatar
January 3, 2021 at 9:00 AM
HI dearest Ann across the pond.)) I can't download forms to make fancy concretes. This was my humble best.Christmas seemed odd this year as all churches have been shut down for months in Communistic California. The more we are shut down, the more cases of the virus we have. I wish I Lived in an open state! They all have fewer cases. In those. Wishes to you, dearest Ann and your family. Your friend, Pangie xx
Lindley Avatar
December 22, 2020 at 8:00 PM
Hope, faith, light, love, message. True hearts wake souls and open eyes to see. True poets see, hear, remember, write and give. Christmas celebrates the Son, the Light , the truth, the gift! Merry Christmas , God bless .. A fav ..
Romios Avatar
December 23, 2020 at 3:54 AM
How magnificently sad, Robert! Christmas celebrates the Son. He is the reason for the Season. The child of God made man. Merry Christmas Panagiota.
Cunningham Avatar
December 22, 2020 at 3:08 PM
Love the shape Pangie, he is our only hope in these dark times. Tom
Romios Avatar
December 22, 2020 at 3:43 PM
Let HIM, be your shining light.***** Dark times are created by evil men with their own agendas. Quit buying into it Talk about bullies....you know what I mean. Adults are worse than children.. Far meaner, power- mad and destructive, Millions buy their merde... NOT THIS POETESS. Pangie xx
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