Christmas is not in tinsel and lights and outward show; the secret lies in an inner glow. It's lighting fire inside the heart; good will and joy a vital part. It's higher thought and greater plan; it's glorious dream in the soul of man.
Here I am with mama Irena at her seaside home in Piran, Solvenia the same year. To all of our friends we wish you higher thought and a glorious dream. And, that we awake one day to discover that peace has broken out all over the world.
1 comment:
Suze - I would love to use the poem. Please let me know, if you can, who should get the credit. Adorable, wise, young David or another?? I just loved it.
Thanks for sharing,
Anne
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