We don’t have snow.
You may.
I have it safe in my heart
We have blooms…
you may too.
or maybe in your hearts.
Merry Christmas
From my overflowing heart…to yours
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store? What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?
~Dr. Seuss
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