Maybe There's No Magic in the Morning

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Maybe there's no magic in the morning,
Even at the dawn of Christmas Day.
Remember that life changes without warning,
Revealing what it will in its own way.
Years ago the world just seemed to dance.
Christmas shimmered in the rising sun.
Happiness was savored in advance,
Rich in treasured memories to come.
In every moment still that joy survives,
Still skipping like a child down the street.
There is a silent lilt to all our lives,
Music that no sorrow can defeat.
As Christmas once made magical the dawn,
So one's joy in life can be reborn.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.

Video and Audio Music: Kiss the Sky.
By Aakash Gandhi. Music free to use at YouTube.

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