Jessy's Christmas

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    Jessy's Christmas

    Up today with the morning light, snow on the ground what a beautiful sight. This is the day I’ve been waiting for, counting the days till my fingers are sore. I get up and see the beautiful tree and all the gifts I had hoped there would be. I’ve waited so long to see all of this, with my loving family and all of the gifts. I can feel the love from my family today, and all through the year I know it will stay. I know the best things in life are free but, I also like what’s under the tree. Look in your heart and you will see what Christmas was always meant to be.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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