“The Ghost of Christmas Past” by Karson Harsey Father Time decided to make a bridge Long ago, starting from the days of yore A bridge that builds itself with years That pass by, Decades, centuries, millenniums The man once in flesh Now a jolly spirit Travels the bridge keeping Christmas Timeless, eternal Bringing with him gifts Of cinnamon, peppermint Even a little magic snow The bridge holds strong After so long And the ghost continues His yearly pilgrimage Bonding the past with the present
Merry & Bright Leslie Meyers
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