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Sunny Christmas

Posted on | December 26, 2007 |

Today did not feel like Christmas. It is unnatural for it to be a sunny day. Not only that it was not cold. The temperature kissed the 40 F mark all day and the sun shone high in the sky. It felt like more a day in March, trying to push the winter into the forgotten past then a day in an infant winter. Though the weather was mild, the air was still silent as it always seems to be on Christmas day no matter the weather.

Tonight when I stood out and looked at the Christmas lights from my front yard, and breathed in Christmas fires I noticed no birds, or owls who-whoing in the distant. For as long as I can remember Christmas is always silent. And now it is the day after and I feel sad that it is gone. Christmas rushes to come and disappears just as quick, like some unknown natural law the owl sends out his lonely call into the chilling night. Time marches on as a new year is around the corner, and here I am wondering who will I be by next Christmas.

Have a great day!

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Kimchihead said…
My Christmas was even sunnier than yours! ;-) I hope you took it easy on the eggnog!

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