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Christmas – that magic blanket that wraps itself about us

Christmas – 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 of everything we have ever loved.

Christmas SMS

Christmas – that magic blanket that wraps

Christmas – 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 of everything we have ever loved.

Christmas SMS

Christmas may be a day of feasting

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 of everything we have ever loved.

Christmas SMS

Christmas – that magic blanket that wraps

Christmas – 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 of everything we have ever loved.

Christmas SMS

Christmas–that magic blanket that wraps

Christmas–that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible 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 of everything we have ever loved.

Christmas SMS

Christmas – that magic blanket that wraps

Christmas – 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 of everything we have ever loved.