Low arching sunset.
High waxing moon.
Snow shoveled entrance.
Soon family and food.
Bright Christmas faces.
Gifts holding stories.
Then night falls on party.
Tail lights find driveway.
By late silent evening.
Spirits squeeze round me.
We drink to year ending.
Find closure and review.
At peace, loving Jesus.
Merry Christmas for You.
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