Somehow, not only for Christmas but all the long year through, The joy that you give to others Is the joy that comes back to you. And the more you spend in blessing The poor and lonely and sad, The more of your heart’s possessing Returns to you glad.~ John Greenleaf Whittier
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‘Twas the day after Christmas, but I wasn’t sad.
With wonderful memories, and fun that we had.
Now, a brand new grand-daughter, as cute as can be.
The family together, all under the tree.
When I count all my blessings, too many it’s clear.
Now, I won’t be this happy, ’till maybe next year.
~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis
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Toni Andrukaitis 
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