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I remember Christmas with deep snow
Yellow streetlights glowing
Changing the way the world looked
Landmarks vanishing
You walk with remembering
Breaking through snow as if you know where to go
Each step crunching like rice pops
Beware of walking too close to trees
They like to dump their heavy load as you pass
Like mischievous children throwing snowballs
I remember nights with the full moon
Stars too many to count
I look down from my window and wonder
Did God make extra stars to fall with the snow?
That shines, sparkle, brighter than those above
Late night snow, reflecting heaven
Earlier footprints filled in as if some
Unseen hand had swept the carpet clean
As my mum does before we go to bed
I love this memory…