Do you remember when YOU were a child, and it was the holidays,
Finally!! it was here!
Cold noses pressed against cold windows,
presents wrapped up in glitter and string,
stockings hung at the end of the bed,
waiting for Santa and what he may bring.
And there was the magic, oh yes.
and the absolute certainty that anything was possible.
Through the eyes of a child we find the joy of Christmas.
in their hearts we find its meaning.
Merry Christmas
from my house to yours
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from my house to yours
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So true :-)
ReplyDeleteLove this post so very lovely.
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Merry Christmas
Catherine
Hi Summer, thanks for coming over to my blog, I have been looking for yours and found it. Love the music and your baby afghan is really nice, love all the babies. You do great stitching. I will be back. hugs Lynda Ruth Purple Pixie Dust.
ReplyDeleteHi dear Summer :)))) ooohhhh truer words were never spoken dear lady , it is children that make Christmas , Christmas . The look in there eyes , IS the captured magic of Christmas , and it is there projection of that magic that fills our hearts and homes .A Merry Merry Christmas dear Summer and a Truly Truly Happy New Year to you and yours from me and mine dear lady . ( BEAUTIFUL share dear Summer :) )
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its just me again !!!!..Just have to say before I go , love what you have done here at your blog dear Summer , always such a joy to visit . A quite serene place where one can just relax away from a world that seems to border on the insane at times..beautiful , thank YOU Summer , respects Ban :)))
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