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Our Christmas Home

This winter airy scent Within my nose ferments A sensation of crisp wonder The sound of choral singing Throughout the town a-ringing Returns the color to my heart These are the times to be of good cheer And remember the reason why we are all here To revere the Savior of us all To spread the word and heed his call To join him now in heaven This scent of fire warming The children on this morning Now sipping hot cocoa The sound of snow balls crunching The children’s cheeks now blushing Due to the frigid air These are the times to be of good cheer And remember the reason why we are all here To revere the Savior of us all To spread the word and heed his call To join him now in heaven The day is fast approaching When judgment now unfolding Will bring us finally home For now amid this season We mustn’t lose the reason We celebrate the day
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robert-potter
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Sep 23, 2011
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