I don't remember how we happened to meet each other. I don't remember who got along with whom first. All I can remember is all of us together.always.
UnknownUntil one feels the spirit of Christmas, there is no Christmas. All else is outward display so much tinsel and decorations. For it isn't the holly, it isn't the snow. It isn't the tree, nor the firelight's glow. It's the warmth that comes to the hearts of men when the Christmas spirit returns again.
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