(per Anna's email):
I see a twinkle in your eye,
so this shall be my Christmas star
and I will travel to your heart: the manger where the real things are.
And I will find a mother there who holds you gently to her breast,
a father to protect your peace, and by these things you shall be blessed.
And you will always be reborn and I will always see the star
and make the journey to your heart: the manger where the real things are.From Michael Leunig Poems, 1972-2001
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