The Divine Idea
A gleam lived in our eyes.
Seamless, like honey,
colors spilled through timeless mist
to form the perfect word.
We lightened to live this gift of resplendent days.
I remember, we whisper Beautiful.
The baby held out his arms
to rock us in his infinite cradle.
I hope for us all to have a wonderful season filled with love and comfort



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