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Dec 2021
Hold on
It won’t be long now
It’s coming
The magic
It’s indescribable
It comes just once a year
At this time
Things change
Becoming softer
Nicer
Spirits lift
Bringing good cheer
Music sounds abound everywhere
Bright lights and decorations
Can be seen
Hints of apple cider and hot chocolate
Scents of pine
It’s coming
Very soon
Wait….
Barbara R Maxwell
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