"The wind is whispering secrets, it's voice is soft and low.
There are white and wintry secrets in quiet-falling snow.
Hear secrets in the footsteps of the people on the street,
And in gay, ribboned packages of everyone you meet.
There are merry secrets twinkling in the eyes of many a child.
Secrets kept by Dad and Mom, when you asked, they only smiled.
Oh, our world is full of secrets, now steal quietly away,
Until they open up like magic on a wondrous Christmas Day!"
oh wow.. this is gorgeous! I love the poem journaling but those tree photos with the blue tint blending into the paper.. it is so magical and perfect! Congratulations!! This is a Froggy Favorite for Dec!!!
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