Life

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"Christmas is a togethery sort of holiday," said Pooh.

"That's my favorite kind," said Piglet.

"Togethery and remembery."

"Don't forget the love," added Eeyore.

You have to take the good with the bad, smile when you are sad,
love what you've got and remember what you had.
Always forgive but never forget
Learn from your mistakes
but never regret
People change, things go wrong
Just remember life goes on.

The Sparkle of Christmas

by Rose Standish Kellogg

The very name of Christmas

has sparkle in it's sound.

It has the shine of tinsel,

of crisp and frosty ground.

It prickles with a fragrance

of spicy northern pine,

whose fresh and pungent perfume

is part of Christmas time

It rustles with gay secrets,

with gifts and mistletoe.

It tinkles with the silver

of bells across the snow.

It smells of goose and turkey,

of walnuts, cakes, plum jam,

of mincemeat from the storeroom,

of ruby jell and and ham.

It spells a brighter brilliance

of stars in heaven's blue,

as if angels, keeping Yuletide,

are lighting their trees too.

It has the shine of tinsel,

Of crisp and frosty ground,

The very name of Christmas

has sparkle in it's sound.

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