As the year’s embers grow cold
Let us remember the good times;
Allowing those darker sands
To fall through our hands;
Soil for the flowers of an approaching spring.
I wish you health and joy in 2010.
As the year’s embers grow cold
Let us remember the good times;
Allowing those darker sands
To fall through our hands;
Soil for the flowers of an approaching spring.
I wish you health and joy in 2010.
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