When silver moon is lost
and midnight stars are dimmed
by falling snow
by blizzard wind
and heavy winter frost
we will remember this:
that the sun will return.
The night will pass;
the dawn will come
with light and warmth for Christmas.
I'm not one for sending out Christmas cards, and I usually have only scorn for anything that smells even remotely of hallmark sentimentalism but you can, if you like, consider this my Christmas card to you, my blog reader and my friend.
Merry Christmas, move along!
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