It
wasn’t
the lights
nor the gourmet feast.
It wasn’t the mistletoe kiss
unleashed.
It wasn’t santa nor
the gifts he’d bring. Something in
the air just made angels sing. Something about
this star-lit night. Something that made everything all right.
Unspoken, unknown, yet felt
all around. Mysterious, intriguing, a new king
crowned. The love shown in every little way. Something
special about this very day. What is this feeling? Few may ask. It’s
Christmas,
Christmas
A t L a s t
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