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this fairie's a fine Christmas muse
will'ed to frighten away the blues
for hunger is a fearful thing
cruel in winter or in spring
so in this winter of our hearts
when children's laughter too soon departs
our hunger for those laughing sounds imparts
a deadly strangling in our breasts
then sadness colder then the snow
painful hearts know not where to go
our souls are reeling from the dread
our mind depart to find the dead
to pull them back not let them leave
can this winter fairie's magic aleve
that pain that rains down this earthy gloom
perhaps she can't "they're gone to soon"
Christmas is not a magic broom
that sweeps some horrors from the room
so feed the birds within your hearts
feed them love and bright scraps of care
let them know you won't despair
nourish them with hope your hearts repair
each precious bird will long be missed
to each one send that long last kiss
blow it from your lips and then
knowing in time you'll meet again
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/dec/22/37323/
this fairie's a fine Christmas muse
will'ed to frighten away the blues
for hunger is a fearful thing
cruel in winter or in spring
so in this winter of our hearts
when children's laughter too soon departs
our hunger for those laughing sounds imparts
a deadly strangling in our breasts
then sadness colder then the snow
painful hearts know not where to go
our souls are reeling from the dread
our mind depart to find the dead
to pull them back not let them leave
can this winter fairie's magic aleve
that pain that rains down this earthy gloom
perhaps she can't "they're gone to soon"
Christmas is not a magic broom
that sweeps some horrors from the room
so feed the birds within your hearts
feed them love and bright scraps of care
let them know you won't despair
nourish them with hope your hearts repair
each precious bird will long be missed
to each one send that long last kiss
blow it from your lips and then
knowing in time you'll meet again