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fill your sight, with bright, fragrant tannenbaums, smile, and i'll try to clear the lines on your palms... i'd speak to destiny, save you from fateful roads allay your fears, as waves of changes affect today's world... let me streak the Heavens with star-shaped lightnings create festive skies, over dark, fiery spots persisting. i would seek all you downtrodden, despondent ones whoever, wherever you are...wave my hand more than once to paint your dimming minds, with Christmas dust of gold, green and red...i'd make you believe, miracles do unfold. remember your dreams, let me lift your dying hopes, what's best for you will come, when time is right.....just, listen close, hear the softened clatter of my little hoof soon, i'd be landing on your snow-covered roof then slide down your chimney.... watch me as i stand carefully....whisking soot from my red suit... your doubts and fears must perish sad and mirthful moments, you must cherish, weep no more, look up to the sky, you are all children of Christmas, raise your eyes regardless of age and color...beliefs, or faiths some wishes are granted, some have to wait, i got presents in my sack, other than your desires, some pleasant tidings, to set your sagging spirit afire... o, sad, broken and orphaned hearts, do not despair, keep your faith alive, have patience...trust! other days can be Christmas, though it may not be December...........just, listen close, hear the softened clatter of my boots watch me, as i rise, whisking soot from my red suit bearing gifts from the One up there...to last all seasons just keep in mind....He's the Reason, for the Season... Sally Copyright December 16/16 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 7:30 PM UTC
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fill your sight, with bright, fragrant tannenbaums, smile, and i'll try to clear the lines on your palms... i'd speak to destiny, save you from fateful roads allay your fears, as waves of changes affect today's world... let me streak the Heavens with star-shaped lightnings create festive skies, over dark, fiery spots persisting. i would seek all you downtrodden, despondent ones whoever, wherever you are...wave my hand more than once to paint your dimming minds, with Christmas dust of gold, green and red...i'd make you believe, miracles do unfold. remember your dreams, let me lift your dying hopes, what's best for you will come, when time is right.....just, listen close, hear the softened clatter of my little hoof soon, i'd be landing on your snow-covered roof then slide down your chimney.... watch me as i stand carefully....whisking soot from my red suit... your doubts and fears must perish sad and mirthful moments, you must cherish, weep no more, look up to the sky, you are all children of Christmas, raise your eyes regardless of age and color...beliefs, or faiths some wishes are granted, some have to wait, i got presents in my sack, other than your desires, some pleasant tidings, to set your sagging spirit afire... o, sad, broken and orphaned hearts, do not despair, keep your faith alive, have patience...trust! other days can be Christmas, though it may not be December...........just, listen close, hear the softened clatter of my boots watch me, as i rise, whisking soot from my red suit bearing gifts from the One up there...to last all seasons just keep in mind....He's the Reason, for the Season... Sally Copyright December 16/16 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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