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 |    We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
This Christmas time has come and gone, it seems to this child's heart. Though nine more days 'til we're beyond, I feel the new year's start. The rushing to and fro on foot. I can't find shopping time. The decorating's slightly moot, the wonkiness of rhyme. This Christmastime began so short. Thanksgiving was so late. I need to Russian Christmas court, and January date. Retiring soon may give quite assist my time to celebrate. I'd write great tomes with poems kissed, and decorating slake. 'Tis time to go, more work to do, and help the shoppers find their needs for Christmas Day to know with a daily smile, that's kind. by Jay O’Toole on December 16th, 2024     |
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