Barbara R Maxwell

There’s darkness outside with a glimmer of light

Slowly the darkness cedes

Traffic is slowly moving

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When in December

In one of the most wondrous places

Paris

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When in December

In one of the most wondrous places

Paris

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Even in darkness there will be a lit candle to show the way

We just have to believe

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We are all makers of it

With an action

Or a sharp word

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We are all makers of it

With an action

Or a sharp word

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He was asleep dreaming

Yet he still felt her hand in his

It was as if she was really there

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Sometimes we have to wait

Sometimes we are stopped

It’s frustrating

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Sometimes we have to wait

Sometimes we are stopped

It’s frustrating

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Sometimes we need quiet

A time to be still

To stop the chaos

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