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This is the month of Christmas; when the word comes to mind then there the imagination spreads the colorful ray of lights; wherever it moves sees nothing without colorful lights and happy smiling with gifts; yes, Christmas means the happy, the unity of understanding, the charity, the asking of forgiveness gathering in one holy place as the universal unity where multicolored lights focusing that it's the mercy of Jesus Christ;
showering multicolored holiday grace across//beautifully penned about the month of Christmas ///congrats for being selected this beautiful short as POD...from me 5******
Christmas lights are starting to bloom, showering multicolored holiday grace across increasingly bare, late fall suburban landscapes. I LOVE, I NEED, the perfectly placed, perfectly timed, whimsy. - - - We need light to illuminate our inner self as well as outer space.- - A lovely poem, very apt for this time of the year.Congratulations for being selected Poet of the Day!
CONGRATULATIONS! Most deserving as The Member Poem Of The Day. Hooray! 5 Stars Full Vote. Enjoyed reading this brevity. Thanks for sharing
Read this poem and commented on it barely two weeks ago. Now I come here again to congratulate the poetess on her poem's selection as the 'Member Poem of the Day'! Well done, keep it up!
I LOVE, I NEED, the perfectly placed, perfectly timed, whimsy.
Anais, I love the Christmas lights this year, too. Around my neighborhood they seem bigger and brighter this year than ever before. Congratulations, young lady, for having this selected as Member Poem of the Day!
It seems people are going all out this year and I'm loving it! Thank you =]
Yes Christmas bells are ringing and people. Enjoying...that is our need our requirements... Christmas fervor... jingle jingle... congratulations for being chosen as POD
Congratulations Ms Vionet, on being selected as poet of the day, for this superb poem. Great.
A nice welcome of the upcoming Christmas. Congrats on poem of the day.
'showering multicolored holiday grace across' - that sounds so nice!
It's not just whimsy. It's also an gnome-like feat of twisting tiny strings of lights around every twig of those street-side trees. It's as if human hands were temporarily animated by elfin or infernal energy.