December streets twinkling
sprinkled earth-based stars,
children giggling
despite knees’ scars,
gold bells singing
with wooden guitars,
sweet smiles brimming
over jovial jars,
30,000 flying,
I watch for afar,
our planet glow-
ing ‘bove hate’s ashen char,
hope, faith, joy fill-
ing Christmas’ delivery car.
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12.17.2019
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