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Bible in hand, a solitary soul bellows his message of gloom.
His words are thorns that pierce the stillness
until the last scrap of daylight slips away and,
he disappears into the darkness.
Then, a radiant night, wrapped in peace.
Colored lights wink red, green, and blue from rooftops,
festive along the almost empty, narrow pathway.
Giant candy canes and toy soldiers greet us.
Plastic sentinels of Christmas cheer.
A crisp winter chill kisses our cheeks.
Children’s voices ring in the air.
Bells of energy and freedom.
Their joy loud and contagious.
We stroll along, calling out greetings.
Naked windows of cozy homes dressed
in their holiday finest reveal merrymakers in good cheer,
cocktails in hand.
Their warmth beckons to passersby.
May every dark night
have its cheerful golden light,
to chase away the gloom.
Remember this. Live it.