In the spirit of giving, I'll share two things I love with you: my daughter's beautiful face
...and a poem about light, because shining a light in the darkness is what the holiday season is all about.
The Coming of Light -- Mark Strand
Even this late it happens: the coming of love, the coming of light. You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves, stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows, sending up warm bouquets of air. Even this late the bones of the body shine and tomorrow's dust flares into breath. (source)