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Message: <blockquote data-quote="prabe" data-source="post: 8494128" data-attributes="member: 7016699">Happy Christmas to all y'all!Every year, my wife does hand-painted Christmas cards, and I write a poem to go in them.I give you last year's poem, spoilered so as not to inflict it on the unwilling.[SPOILER="A poem"]we walk into the clouds our breath makeswhile chimneys smoke above our headsand underneath our feet spring waitsthe ice around the gutters thaws and breaksand mocks our hopes by freezing up againso we walk between the clouds our breath makesshadows on the snow form ghostly shapesand autumn's leaves break through in orange and redbut underneath our feet the spring awaitsfog and sunshine leave a murky wakebetween the lands of living and deadas we walk into the clouds our breath makesmelting snowdrifts free the garden gateso we can walk among the flowerbedsand underneath our feet spring waitssummer lies dormant beneath the frozen lakebut winter's grip upon us soon will endwe walk among the clouds our breath makeswhile deep beneath our feet spring starts to wake[/SPOILER]</blockquote>