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To those who care, And those who don’t
Some will read, And some just won’t
This is a gift, From me to friends
To celebrate, A year that ends
Eight candles lit, A baby born
A shining sun, On brand new morn
A first harvest, And gifts to all
And once a year, A closing mall
To all my friends, With heart and light
I wish you all, A wondrous night
And Laughs and cheers, And gifts galore
How could a child (or person), Ask for more
So to all, To friends and foes
And to all, A gift, a rose
To what would seem, As just a sound
Has worked its way, To round and round
To all of those, Who care to see
To care to hear, In harmony
That the point , Of seasons past
Is for friendships, All to last
To bring your mom, And dad to stay
Together with you, Ev’yday
And to your bros, And sissies too
Great holidays , To all of you
And so I end, This with a word
Of advice, That’s not absurd
Say to those, You love and care
That all I want, Today to share
Is a bond, Of family
Of friends and loves, of unity.

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