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glistening
these tender boughs
and there the lights
so bright
as wishes fell
from stars beyond
the night
as dreams
reclaimed
by drifting snow
shimmer calms the bride
with memory
of love –
a softer tide
gathered us together
round the tree
to wait
e’er death be passed
beneath the watch
of fate
twinkle now
remember me –
a wish made once before
a present wrapped
in light outside
your door
. . .
tornadoday 
Beautiful!!
Thank you, Jen… You touch my heart. ~ Love, Bobbie
As I read your words, I feel like I am walking to the radiance that is alive within you, that awesome power that leads you to share with us each and everyday! Its a very enchanting and endearing moment. For those like you with selfless spirits and hearts are always a true blessing to what our minds come to embrace and know! Thanks for touching the deepness of one’s soul. You are wonderful my sister! Thanks for always writing so excellently! God bless and happy holidays to you.
Thank you, Wendell for sharing the gift that is your light (His light) with us (with me). I am blessed beyond my ability to tell, and you a part of that same blessing. ~ May your Christmas be filled with loving reminders of the truth that is the season, and may you find warmth in knowing you are loved and a part of so many wonderful memories. ~ Ever, Bobbie
Beautiful, Bobbie, reflecting this wondrous season. Love, Dee
Thank you, Dee. May all your light burn sweetest this Christmas season……….reminders both of love and how you are…….. ~ Bobbie
“a present wrapped
in light outside your door”
It wasn’t outside the door, but right here in front of me as I read what you wrote…, a beautiful gift. Thank you, always.
~~…and ever~~ Paul
…….but you didn’t even go check……..
Every day is a gift, Paul. Pretend today is from me! ~ Bobbie
No need to pretend, darlin’ girl. You are a gift every day. xo
feels warm even in the cold…
Which is a wonderful thing, Vimal……….to know the flame across miles of snow…….. Love to you. ~ Bobbie