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coraa ([personal profile] coraa) wrote2010-12-21 11:37 am

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To the day of the longest night, and the promise of the sun's return.

I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.

"We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,"
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.


          —Oliver Herford

At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May’s new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows.


          —William Shakespeare