December Echoes
Oh hear ye all
Grant and small
I call upon you
And your brothers too
Now is time
To quietly mime
In recall of Maria´s child
Our hearts come to be whole and mild
December days
Our true love pays
For those in need
It´s worth our deed
December nights
With snow-white heights
They touch the infant core
And heal that which is silently sore
December stunning snowflakes
The present in us awakes
December daze
Our souls amaze
Lavishing Devine Christmas
You delightful December blast
December flakes from Betina
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