See the folk, assembled in the hall, garland gay this Christmas Eve! Fun and frolic meant for all, so much so, one could never leave!
People have arrived for afar, Gifts they bring of nought but themselves, Coming by light of moon and star, rowdy as the dwarves, and merry as the elves!
On this festive winter's night, enfolded in love of each other, are we, happy that here, we are together, happy that, together, we are free.
117 posted on 12/24/2004 8:45:20 PM PST by Old Sarge
(In for a penny, in for a pound, saddlin' up and Baghdad-bound!)
