Snowflakes
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Snowflakes
The quiet time,
between the coming,
and going,
of the holidays...
A moment here,
another one...
there.
Like tiny points of light,
stars in your own life,
that lead you to;
call your mom,
call your friend,
write a letter,
do it again.
Trim a tree,
try to be,
better than you ever thought,
free could be...
The moment when you know,
that everything up until now,
has been worth, and worthless,
without the miracle
that is the birth of God.
The very reason,
the essence of the season,
a life of hope,
kindness...
and love
for one another,
that lasts through this life,
and the next...
forever!
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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