that magic blanket that wraps itself about us,
that something so intangible that it
is like a fragrance.
It may weave a spell of nostalgia. Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day of remembrance — a day in which we think
we have ever loved.
Augusta E. Rundel
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