![]() ChristmasA Poem by LorameHe sits at his window and looks past the glass. He thinks of all that he is and all that he has; His greatest moments and the best of times, The glad tears that come and sweetness of rhymes. The way the snow is falling and lays on the ground, Making so much beauty for everyone around. “I wish I could understand” says he to himself, “How the most that we feel will eventually melt Into the vast ocean of perfection there is, And how we can’t see it, we cannot see it yet. It’s as a snowflake that falls and falls through our hand, And we marvel at it but don’t see the land. How everything is that, not the snowflake we behold. Someday we will realize, a new world will unfold. So what I will celebrate this Christmas season, Isn’t what I usually find to be the reason; I will marvel at something, something greater than that. That this day is a preview of something grand." © 2010 LorameReviews
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