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Tis the Season, from Russ Sears

December 11, 2014 |

Tis the Season by Russ Sears

Tis the season
angels bow their heads in shame,
As
Children joyful chorus sing,
Pure snow-angels sparkle
in the sun,
As
wise men go long Youth.
Mother’s love takes
center stage,
As
families gather round to taste the past
And drink to the forthcoming.

Tis the season angels
cover their eye and cry
As
Children’s hope soar past their wings.
The night sky never
shined so bright
As
young men’s candles burn.
Fathers are the focus
of a group embrace
As
families gather round to give from the past
And make vows in Faith.

Tis the season
angels lose their halos,
As
Children’s hugs outshine their aura.
All the miracles again
twinkle like new,
As
kids dream the impossible.
Babies are the middle
of everyone’s hopes,
     As families gather round to relive the past
           And plant seeds of Love to the Future.


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