Miranda with the lady,
passing through the fairy field
looking for white Christmas Lilies
to fill a vase in the home,
to bring precious scent to life,
wafting-in from the past
where lilies grow and always last,
where the love comes in buds,
where the joy fills each space
from Heaven to our Christmas town,
may all above and all around
carry her gently by
as carols lift our evening light.
Miranda hums through the Oleanders
she sings our shepherd hymns
she carries treasures up the stairs,
she shares pleasure by caring
for those known before,
and all creatures in the valley
with melodies to set them free,
whispering hope, as candles flicker
lifting spirits high to shine,
greeting all with Love Divine.
Blessings Love and Peace to All
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