Happy 2017
May the New Year bring you joy and happiness…., And may all of your dreams come true
May the New Year bring you joy and happiness…., And may all of your dreams come true
************************************* Brought this one out of the archives for one more run Just because I like it and it was a lot of fun ! ************************************** ***** ‘Twas the day after Christmas And there on the sand With his eight tiny reindeer All lookin’ so grand *** That jolly old elf With a drink in… Read More ~~ The Day After ~~
This is a re-blog of a post of mine from 2012. It deserves another exposure to the sun, especially in the Holiday Season. ******************************* Three Red Marbles By W. E. Petersen This story first appeared in the October 1975 Ensign Magazine ********************************** One day Mr. Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed… Read More ~~~ Three Red Marbles ~~~
Some of you may recognize this. It’s an annual tradition of mine. It’s to honor the memory of a time precious to me, and a brief part of my life shared with a beautiful young woman who chose to share her love with me. ********************* At the beginning of December Conversations turned to snow… Read More ~~~ December’s Angel ~~~
********** ************ May the wind always be at your back. May the cold of the world never reach the warmth of your heart. May all of you realize and share in the joy and happiness of the holiday season ******* ************** x
***************************** ************************** ~ The real reason for the Season ~ ************************ *********** ****
To my many friends all around the world, may this holiday season bring you all of your favorite wishes come true. My wish for all of you is for Happiness, Peace, and Love in the greatest measure possible. **************************************** ******************************************************** ************************************ ************* *****
********** Out in a snowdrift No palace she keeps In the deep chill of the winter The Frost Maiden sleeps. Her eyes are as blue As the deep winter chill Her touch is as ice She bends all to its will. She comes in late autumn Turning everything brown The winter’s the cold sun Cannot warm the ground.… Read More Frost Maiden
********************************************************************* I will open the Holiday Season with one of my favorite poems by one of my favorite poets….. ********* Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must… Read More An Opening to the Season
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