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Monday, December 20, 2010

Sixth Day Of Christmas - A Poem



Christmas has made us,
Even though we fight it
Christmas freed us all
And settled us in the cove of mystery

Raised us up thru the gates of paradise
Till we stand in love Divine

For, there’s peculiar warmth,
A touch so special only stops by at Christmas,
You merely get a whiff or a hunch
Unless, you truly pass the litmus.

If love is the greatest gift of all
Then, Christmas is love’s greatest gift to us.

Merry Christmas!



Eneh

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