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| Boyz II Men
He's
looking for Mom but she's not there
Kids
are looking for reindeer in the air
Why Christmas
I dare
to let my dreams reach out to you,
Full of
hope, shuttled by love.
I dare
to count the sparkle in the eyes of the morning dew,
‘Cause
I feel your wake in the coming of the dawn.
Everybody
is born with a piece of heaven,
A
journey stretching a million miles
Hidden
within first, a crawl then, a step
And,
inevitably, every wing glides.
Sometimes,
we rise to the occasion,
At
other times, we rise above
our
situations.
But
whichever way it works for you,
If you’ll
let it work for you;
If you
see Christmas as a state of mind,
And not
a date, you’ll get all the Christmas you need,
A smile
and a sip of magic to boost your flight.
More
than your baskets can carry.
Eneh
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Showing posts with label Religious. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Religious. Show all posts
Monday, December 19, 2011
Card #2: Lil’ Sip Of Magic ft. Boyz II Men
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Saturday, December 17, 2011
Christmas Card: Poems for Christmas
"Christmas Card" is sort of a Christmas fantasy thing for me. I'm collaborating with my favorite artistes; Legends in their own rights to create "Unforgettable" Christmas poetry.
Eneh
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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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