Dreary rainy day
Cannot douse sparkles of light
On my Christmas tree
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There have been quite a few of those recently, but yes, they can’t dull the sparkle of the season 🙂
Yes, Andrea. I always forget how many dark days there are in December.
So glad you are warm and loving the holiday spirit
Many thanks for your warm thoughts.
most welcome