Threads of Light

Santa Claus and Christmas Trees

Colored lights aglow,

Stockings hung upon the hearth,

With wreaths and mistletoe.

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The sound of children playing,

The precious hopes of all their dreams,

And the magic of the season spreads,

A warmth that drifts on every breeze.

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In the gentle sounds of silence,

When stars begin to fade away,

If your eyes have learned the secret,

You might see reindeer and a sleigh.

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If you lean in close and listen softly;

I believe you just might hear life’s steady song.

The rhythms of this life we share—

Our hopes, our dreams, our fears.

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In this quiet, peaceful moment,

When all our hearts beat as one,

In this hopeful, magic moment,

We’ll know our work has just begun:

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To make our world a kinder place,

Where all souls live in peace,

To teach our minds to never fear

Those things we’ve yet to see.

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For every difference makes us whole,

A tapestry, unique, complete.

The beauty in our varied threads

Is what makes life so sweet.

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And in the end, it seems to me,

Our hearts all share the same refrain.

Our lives are bound together,

Like sunshine weaving through the rain.

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Yes, in the end, it seems so clear:

Our dreams, like stars, are all the same.

Our love is bound forever,

Like sunshine weaving through the rain.