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Christmas picture so perfect the scenery
warming my heart thanking God for life, a beautiful tree with multicolored hues silver plume decorations on my mind counting time my pain of being blind. Hidden like silent midnight dreams the streams of golden lilies weep below the full moon across the sky, land drowses through spacious time where peace may be found that lasts. To those who ponder how to live a life sitting in a wheel chair behind the wall in the old age home know of such beauty, Christmas angels gifting presents for free remembering when my Dad held my hand. His love to teach me with faith and hope opening the wrapping slowly in the dark, reading this lovely message in braille – ‘’Your vision of New Year resolutions are blessings from Jesus for you your memory of him in Heaven. The baby in a manger our Savior gifted by wise men under the stars born to die lonely on a cross for our sins. Heaven waits eternal lances raised to Christ, our New Year picture perfect in your blindness.”
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