ππππππβπ π±ππππ πΎπππ
π΄ππππππ ππππππππ ππ πππ πΎπππππ

As the brisk winds of Autumn give way to Jack Frost
and the sweet bells of Thanksgiving chime
despair not the season thatβs soon to be lost
to an enchantment of wintery rime
βοΈβοΈ
The warmth of our hearts like the warmth of our hearths
stoke the fires of winterβs deep longing
to bring close our families wherever they are
in the spirit of Christmas belonging
βοΈβοΈ
May this magical season of giving and healing
dusted with snow, like confection
melt away all of your troubles revealing
the solace of warmth and affection
βοΈβοΈ
Rekindle those days as girls and boys
from Christmases long, long ago
and embrace this season of comfort and joy
that begins with winterβs first snow
βοΈβοΈ
βππ³π’ π ππ’π―π―πΆ βπ₯π―π¦π°π±πͺππ°!
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