On the eve of Christmas, I'm re-posting this short poem in the spirit of remembrance. and the wonder of life's glorious renewal.

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How fitting now in deep December,

When days are short and life is low,

That in our hearts we will remember

Those we loved who had to go.

Christmas hours are briefly bright,

Their spark is spent in Winter's pay,

And soon surrenders to the night,

When light, like life, goes on its way.

But O how wonderful this living!

How magical this life we own -

That God gives us to go on giving

When He takes those that we have known.

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