Christmas

It's snowing... A skies are sad...
All the world is dim and gray...
However we are glad!
We are meeting Christmas Day!

Who can understand a Plan?
Wind moves clouds, bringing cold...
He is God, He is a man,
And we need Him more, then gold!

Дмитрий Якубов, 2011

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