Poems Or What Happens When I Can't Think In Prose for Wednesday, September 8, 2004

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Wednesday, September 8, 2004

Christmas-Crazy in September: A Poem

The morning breeze blows cold and happy hearts walk down the lane there is joy in one and all. The melodies of Christmas are abroad and church bells ring in early dawn the smell of bibingka and puto bumbong waft through the air. O Christmas, o Christmas is here the season of love and giving O... Sign in to see full entry.

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