“Christmas, my child, is love in action. Every time we love, every time we give, it’s Christmas.” – Dale Evans

“Christmas, my child, is love in action. Every time we love, every time we give, it’s Christmas.” – Dale Evans

Today is National Wreaths Across America Day, December 21, 2019… please remember in your thoughts and prayers, those who gave all that we might live free. Thank you!

For Those Beneath by Michael Romani Sharing a bottle of mental whiskey A shot for you; another for me That is to say at least figuratively Shared with those lying here silently That no greater love can be given Than to lay down lives that were driven By lofty beliefs in those things greater Believed before then or maybe later Here on this shortest of days And longest of cold, frigid nights We come here to bear our witness On this day of winter solstice Having entered the arched gates Like a trilithon pointed ever outward In honor of those whose fates Aimed so much higher and then toward Heroes all, who now at peace lay beneath As we reverently place each single wreath By some who have borne the battle and others Who simply recognize their fallen sisters and brothers Sol Invictus falls to Yalda on this long night While we know that our mortal prayers are heard By He who stills the very breath of northern wind Keeping dear the halcyon memories of lost friends We lay the garland of strength at each headstone In commemoration and in hopes that we might atone For every Christmas that will now be amiss As reveille sounds and with a salute we dismiss Looking on the endless rows of evergreen rings Hoping for such peace as these ceremonies by bring There in the mix of pine and freshly scented flowers Are the lost dreams remembered at this fallen hour Symbol of victory of eternal life over death These feeble gestures are all that we have left In purity, these are held out as crowns of glory Despite the tears and rage and never finished stories (c) December 21, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
In America, 22 Veterans die by their own hand each day. An ungodly number of Veterans sleep on the street homeless due to a number of reasons. War does not end at the cessation of hostilities. Sometimes in the heart and soul of those who served, it goes on as it replays on and on despite their best efforts to find peace. Please remember the men and women who serve and have served our country during this holiday season.
Originally meant for December 20th, National Ugly Christmas Sweater Day!

Sweater Weather Dues by Michael Romani Tell me now Was it just a trick of the light That led me somehow To see things differently that night They tell me it was only you Dressed in an ugly Christmas sweater And tell them that no one else will do Or could have worn that sweater any better Rudolph was very poorly knitted But, I barely noticed you see Because of how well he fitted On the girl who is my destiny I suppose holiday celebrations Depend on the side of line you're on But nothing could stop my anticipation Of thoughts of that sweater being gone I smiled deeply into your smiling eyes In no judgment of your convention Telling me that tacky bit should not surprise It was just a part of your traditions Toying with the cross I work on my neck You smiled me into a much better mood Until your touch nearly made me a nervous wreck With the happiness and joy filling me up like food Food of the soul that has it's best meaning When we learn to truly see who each are My sweater weather girl, always leaves me dreaming Like melody strummed across the strings of my guitar (c) December 20, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
This poem was meant for December 19, 2019. This is, among other observances, National Emo Day.. So Happy that… In my own confessional, I am struggling a bit these last few days with my upcoming birthday, Christmas almost here and the resounding silence of the absence of my little girls echoing in my heart and mind to the point that it’s driven me to my knees in sorrow. The darkness is closing in to the point where I can barely breathe. Sort of fitting for emo day right? Anyhow

Ruined Absolution by Michael Romani From beneath the bangs Of her long jet black hair Her wanting smile hangs As she tells me without care Of how with her taste for ink She's taking back her Sundays Rather she should feel than think Sinfully loving in a thousand ways There is a structure in The way life wears it thin Given in emotional expression In an escape from our compression Some find it inspirational I hear it borne as confessional Tight tee shirts and skinny jeans Worn in the angst of us human beings The world becomes a beautiful place When we're no longer afraid to embrace The pain that hides behind our pride Still taking it all in our best stride Life it seems is a chemical romance And I'm no longer afraid to die Falling in love at a single glance Do it or die, we'll never question why Emotionally fraught and introspective Seldom held anywhere near contemplative Its the burn of hearts worn on sleeve hack When tenderness leavens the sonic attack Exchanging the sighs of yesterday's violins In place of the pounding savage violence We know that the nothing of something feels good And that life will never be Hollywood (c) December 19, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
“Christmas is not in tinsel and lights and outward show. The secret lies in an inner glow. It’s lighting a fire inside the heart. Good will and joy a vital part. It’s higher thought and a greater plan. It’s glorious dream in the soul of man.” – Wilferd Peterson

“The eternal difference between right and wrong does not fluctuate, it is immutable.” – Patrick Henry

“Christianity is the only true and perfect religion.” – Benjamin Rush

“You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.” – Robert Louis Stevenson

“No book in the world deserves to be so unceasingly studied, and so profoundly meditated upon as the Bible.” – John Quincy Adams

“To the American People: Christmas is not a time or a season but a state of mind. To cherish peace and good will, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas. If we think on these things, there will be born in us a Savior and over us will shine a star sending its gleam of hope to the world.” ~ Calvin Coolidge (1872-1933), American president. Presidential message (December 25, 1927).” – Calvin Coolidge

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