--the point--

   some of this came to me while i was
scraping my windshield this morning--


winter--
     a change of seasons, a time
to huddle together, to find comfort,
be it brief or otherwise--
    the bitter cold hasn't quite the bite
of loneliness and despair...
    like the gifts, but love the giver,
that's christmas...that's the point, if
there ever was any, in my mind anyway...
    santa's bag has lots of goodies, but
it's love in the bag, not stuff--
santa's got his own kind of cool, that
can't be topp'd, duplicated, or impersonated...

  --he's an original--
                     --merry christmas everybody--


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