In the glow of the horse fire grace,
There are as many stars as in space.
The fiery mane hints with proud and smile,
That year’ll be colorful like butterfly.
The flickering lights remind you with cold,
That holiday’s knocking on the big door,
Red present under the Christmas tree,
Reminds : Don’t forget what you feel…
Fireworks are splashed in the darkest sky,
Why is it so dark? Answer me, please. Why?
I hope the colour of light and whiteness of snow,
Will win the dark, This fact I know!!
Thoughts before the New Year
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