Father’s Day 2018

Happy Father’s Day

Daddy, I love you for all that you do.
I’ll kiss you and hug you. β€˜Cause you love me, too.
You feed me and need me to teach you to play.
So smile ’cause I love you, on this Father’s Day.

Author: Unknown

Christmas Day

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“HO-HO-HO! Merry Christmas!”

Merry Christmas!

May your holidays be happy days,
Filled with love and laughter.
And may each day bring joy your way
in the year that follows after!

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Christmas Lights Poem

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πŸŽ„Christmas LightsπŸŽ„

Christmas stars shine on high,
Golden stars in the wint’ry sky;
Christmas candles in windows brightΒ 
Send s greeting into the night;

While in our hearts the Christmas flame,
Glows with a love like his who came,
The infant Christ of lowly birth,
To bring good will and peace to earth.

by Marie Irish Bright

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Happy Birthday, Mickey Mouse!

Happy National Mickey Mouse Day!

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Mickey Mouse in Mickey’s Jammin’ Jungle Parade in Disney’s Animal Kingdom, Walt Disney World (2011)

Your smile is infectious
Your innocence is contagious
Your charms are magical
Every word you say is special
Your actions are super cute
They lift our spirits like a parachute
You touch our lives in a special way
Wish you a very happy 89th Birthday!

Happy Birthday, Mickey Mouse!

November …

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Japanese maple leaves in the Fort Worth Japanese Garden

November

November comes
And November goes,
With the last red berries
And the first white snows.

With night coming early,
And dawn coming late,
And ice in the bucket
And frost by the gate.

The fires burn
And the kettles sing,
And Earth sinks to rest
Until next spring.

Author: Clyde Watson