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  • Reply littlemisswordy

    I actually sang that in my head. 😉

    December 12, 2012 at 8:28 am
  • Reply CLJ

    . . . With a tail as big as a kite. It’s always magical to see a falling star.

    December 16, 2012 at 10:36 pm
    • Reply CLJ

      Of course, the Star of Bethlehem. What was I thinking? My 85 year old dad was on the roof again this season, securing the home made star to the chimney. Every year I say, “Dad, don’t get on the roof this year.” Then I drive up, and there it is—a symbol of love and hope. Bless his heart. I love him for it.

      December 17, 2012 at 7:03 am

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