I get up early Christmas morning
before my children,
before the sun,
to listen for the stillness
of the only day
when everyone has agreed
to work at nothing
but love.
INSPIRED TO SHARE?
I get up early Christmas morning
before my children,
before the sun,
to listen for the stillness
of the only day
when everyone has agreed
to work at nothing
but love.
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