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Today.
Reindeers of memories
took my soul
on a reflective sleigh ride.
Gliding over snow cap
mountains of joy
I cheerfully rolled around
in fluffy remembrances
of those tender times—
Those tender times
when everyday was Christmas
and we gleefully gave and received
merry love—wrapped and tied in a bow
sharing the pains of joy
only the birth of love can bring.
Yes.
Those were the days
when life was a Christmas tree
rooted around with bright presents
and the bells of our hearts jingled
ecstatic harmonic melodies.
This I’m remembering.
As the sleigh slowly slides
into the Inn of Christmas bliss
I’m remembering that this Christmas
bells will be ringing too
as we tie the bow and wrap
ourselves in undying yuletide love.
