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Nov 2011
Searching For the Christmas Spirit

An impatient one wished to find the Christmas spirit sure she was early but its Christmas she decided
The best place would be on the richer side of town to get their she drives through moderate
Neighbor hoods she saw some evidence a few trees in the windows what an invite your eyes take in the
Flow from the glowing star until the window sill cuts off your vision but in the brief view you have
Looked Upon the treasure of a family those lights will reflect in the eyes of each family member the
Presents are the outward view of the inward hearts love and care to offer what they hope will give that
Precious Dazzle that spark that will leap to joyful pleasure that will carry through future days and
Distance the Wife seems a little sad with a faraway look about her yes the husband and father of the
Children is giving the greatest gift he is living it out in harrowing dangers day by day that we and others
Can enjoy Freedom by the warrior’s creed he sows the seed that will grow in richest soil from tender
Plants all children and parents can go about this world being confirmed as individuals with rights that
Supersede the desires of a wicked few that would enslave and devalue their fellow man they raise their
Hand against dreamers and people that by their doing would enrich them far greater than the penury
That comes from the efforts of slaves so homes not only in America but NATO troops fill the ranks to
Assist and thwart the evil that would deprive others of the very thing they seek a better life so the
Seeker continues on into the night and to where she is sure the elusive spirit will be found in so doing
She passes a nursing home the mercy stations the outpost at eternity’s door with little pay no
Recognition they enter the sad world of the mostly forgotten a battle that has only one outcome the
Loss of another precious human being one who in past days carried the burdens of the young and the
Older by their struggles they were the fighters the wage earners their bodies passed out of the central
Key emplacements to all kinds of successes but not their accomplishments to ignore them is a shame
and The height of foolishness your brokering your own future it will pay in the highest dividends in
neglect These heroes serve and their spirits birth everything that Christmas stands for it’s not a winter
break its A God taking a human body going to a cross like an unrecognizable piece of raw meat bloodied to the

Point you only know he is human because he has arms and legs and a head he came from a throne to
Die alone only love held him not iron spikes it is true only by speaking every living being would have
Turned to dust but he was dying to give life we were already dead in trespasses and sin his heart took on
the Most cruel death devised by man and he truly didn’t count the cost he was looking directly into your
Eyes and saw your helplessness as his filled with blood and slowly closed what took place the chains of
Drug abuse Alcohol and the waste it creates *** and its many perversions was given back its purity our
Friend found the Christmas spirit but he is the God man that enriches us beyound are ability to understand
Written by
Hal Loyd Denton  Pana Ill
(Pana Ill)   
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