There is hope in the air
in the midst of fear, rancor, illness, and loss.
Can you sense it?
In these final days of advent,
this challenging year,
let us open our hearts to hope.
Imagine a newborn babe.
Its innocence. Its vulnerability.
Imagine the brightest star aglow.
A new beginning about to be.
Hope for good health, good will,
so very close now.
Let it be so.
lillian the home poet 
SMiLes Dear
Lillian
With
Breath of
Christmas
Star So
Bright
Saturn
And Jupiter
Touching So
Far
Away
Yet From
Each Other
i Give Thanks
That Disney
Brought
Baby
Yoda
Back
As It’s True
At His Age
Of 50
No
One
Will
Misconstrue
What He
Says
With
Ages
Of Trump
Fear And
Demagoguery
To Make
Idols
For
Sale Out of
The Pay Grade,
Pay Rate, And
Currency
Of
Love
Eye
To
Eye
With
No Words To See
SMiLes Happy
Holidays
May
The Force
Of Love Continue
To Rein All You Do
Rain Over All
You
Love
And
Reign Over
Love aS only
Love Will
Do True
For i
Always
ReMeMBeR
Those Kind to me
With Christmas
SMiLes
Lighting
My Tree
Year
‘Round
Yoda Baby
Green
With
Colors New
Breathing Seeing More🎄
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Very beautiful indeed
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