In November, I ask Halloween to allow me win
to make my life sweet, because I have sweat through the streets. The ember months are here, and I do not want to be embarrassed by lack or sorrow. I have worked, prayed, and waited; now, I only wish for a season that rewards the heart that has endured.
Christmas, come with your flare ... the light, the laughter, the warmth that reminds us of Christ’s love for all. Let homes glow again with peace, not just decoration. Let the songs of joy drown out the noise of struggle. Let families find unity where distance has lived too long.
My wish is simple, yet deep
That this Christmas, blessings will not skip any roof. That joy will visit even the weary hearts. That those who have lost hope will taste it again in a smile, in a meal, in a miracle.
For myself, I wish for calm , the kind that comes after a long storm. For my family, I wish for good health and laughter without end. For my country, I wish for truth, fairness, and leaders who remember the people they serve. For the world, I wish that love will once again be louder than war.
Christmas, come softly but shine boldly ... let the world remember what grace feels like.
©️ Dibang Mary
Nov 18, 2025
Nov 18, 2025 at 9:48 PM UTC
In November, I ask Halloween to allow me win
to make my life sweet, because I have sweat through the streets. The ember months are here, and I do not want to be embarrassed by lack or sorrow. I have worked, prayed, and waited; now, I only wish for a season that rewards the heart that has endured.
Christmas, come with your flare ... the light, the laughter, the warmth that reminds us of Christ’s love for all. Let homes glow again with peace, not just decoration. Let the songs of joy drown out the noise of struggle. Let families find unity where distance has lived too long.
My wish is simple, yet deep
That this Christmas, blessings will not skip any roof. That joy will visit even the weary hearts. That those who have lost hope will taste it again in a smile, in a meal, in a miracle.
For myself, I wish for calm , the kind that comes after a long storm. For my family, I wish for good health and laughter without end. For my country, I wish for truth, fairness, and leaders who remember the people they serve. For the world, I wish that love will once again be louder than war.
Christmas, come softly but shine boldly ... let the world remember what grace feels like.
©️ Dibang Mary