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There’s a long-ago story we revisit every year.

That presents a still-life image inside our brains.

An image of a world that operated in ways less complicated.

Our imaginations repaint us into a Currier and Ives scene.

Bliss-filled feelings get reincarnated in our hearts.

At that time when One newly born into a stable—

Into the world on a night when the Light came out.

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It’s a clear star-filled night with snow blanketing rolling hills

That lays out a soft bed and brings with it an almost grab-able still.

Angels flitting, near and plentiful, create a feeling some might really appear.

While silver chimes. Brass trumpets o’er the crisp air sound.

To ring a bell, trip the re—mind back to a time

When One newly born into a stable— ...