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My GIFT to You...


It’s Christmas and
Everyone is searching for its merry
Young and old
Black and white
From all corners of the world.

Men and Women
With or without wallet
From all works of life
Shopping for the season
And its reason.
Merry  Christmas
From the east to the west
From the north to the south
Merry Christmas
To the sick and healthy
The orphans and lost children
Merry Christmas
To the hopeless and helpless
To the slaves and their masters
Merry Christmas
To the prisoner and freed
To all dependent and independent nations
To all believers and non-believers
Merry Christmas
To all who has loved and wish to be loved
Merry Christmas
To you and me
And to everyone on earth!
~Titilayo Adenuga
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