The Day After

Silver bells now silenced
Flickering candles dimmed
Twinkling lights darkened by attic black
Chorus of carols hushed
Heart heaves heavy
Should be rejoicing
Walk by refrigerator
Eyes are drawn
To small love letter
Three little words
penned by one of seven grandchildren
And suddenly it's Christmas
All over again




All glory to God,
Dianne


2011-the Year of Living Beyond Myself
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. Ephesians 3:20,21

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