When A Season Like This Comes

It is hard to miss a season with,
Chilling winds and falling snow that drifts.
In an atmosphere that clearly cheers,
Every year with the giving of gifts.

There is a magic begun it seems,
As joy comes for everyone thinking of peace...
Harmony and a realizing of impossible dreams.
And all things done we do to be forgiven is granted,
As wished.
When a season like this comes.
To be welcomed...
In a way difficult for anyone to say,
Is never missed.

There is a magic begun it seems,
As joy comes for everyone thinking of peace...
Harmony and a realizing of impossible dreams.
As wished.
When a season like this comes.
To be welcomed

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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