The Holiday Season and the Triumph of Its Followers

Winter days and nights are a time for healing,

It’s time for the hard of heart to show signs of feeling.

Why is there so much hating?

In the winter, no one falls.

Everyone is one hundred feet tall.

It’s a triumph for those whom always feel small.

The bright bulbs make the all ones; young

It’s a time of giving and fun.

Everyone should feel as if they have won.

Its’ winter, but hearts are warm,

So many, of the new are born.

Nothing that harms is forlorn.

The sun may shine or the snow may fall.

The spirit of one is still strong, all in all.

It’s’ time for all to have a ball.

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