In my heart it's all Christmas-Christmas-Christmas-Christmas, with a steady drone of Love-Love-Love-Love, and little squeaks bursting in like YES presents wrapped and FEAST and I am still vibrating with the way it felt to look over that whole flocks of poinsettias and take in another candlelit Silent Night, and when I lay my head down on this pillow it's the last Christmas Eve I'll sleep alone.
I am waving my arms out in front of me expansively so that I may include all of the world when I say this,
Oh, be warm and content and full of laughter.
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