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Season's greetings
To you I send,

I pray for love and peace
For every precious friend.

May this season of hope
Bring happiness in an abundance,

May you feel joy in every moment -
May they be most wondrous.

May we pause for a few seconds
And give thanks for each new blessed day,

May we pray for the needy -
Ask that some assistance may come their way.

May the sick, and the lonely,
Find peace of mind,

May the underprivileged,
And the homeless,
Sleep easier each night - may life become kind.

May we be grateful for more
Than the gifts beneath the Christmas tree,

May we pray for a New Year
That brings peace throughout the Earth,
For all of humanity.

Season's greetings
To you I send,

I pray with all of my heart
That peace on Earth
Is right around the bend.

By Lady R.F ©2016
 Dec 2016
Mike Adam
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London road lights
Blind intensity
And the loved oblivion

Of starless
Blackness is
Lost-

Lost souls
Seek succour
In neon

And the only
Sun
Lies sullen
And disengaged-

Moon too
Disinclined to
Shine

On the
Unbelieving.

The need for love
(What that may
Be)
Unremitting-

Lightness and
Absence
Unsure-

Heart flutters
Questing for pace-

Centenerian haul of long
Long

Overdue
Survival
Without darkness
We cannot see light -
Gifted,
For good measure.

Lady R.F ©2016
 Dec 2016
Traveler
I dreamt about true love so deep I cried
So beautiful and unattainable, still I tried
I tried to hold on as long as I could
Yet my words are so often misunderstood...
Traveler Tim
Re To 09-17
 Dec 2016
phil roberts
The king wears Doc Martins
For booting tardy servants
And the servants grovel meekly
Whilst planning dire retribution
Come the day, you old *******
Come the glorious day

The queen is in the bike shed
Letting down random tyres
Throwing stones through windows
To while away the hours
Oh! the trial of royal boredom
With a castle and pointed towers

The princess lives in the highest tower
And spits on passers by below
Sometimes she uses a catapult
To fire cats at nearby nobles
And the nobles mutter curses
Whilst bowing so very low

But now that it's Christmas time
And the royals anticipate gifts
But the royal tree hides nothing, you see
Because these things are never missed
And the sleigh did not stay
And Santa did not call

                                       By Phil Roberts
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL ON HP :)
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