GloMag GloMagDecember2018 - Page 56

Only, you can feel it If at all should you care Unconditional, not possessive Neither yours to take Nor mine to give I beg your pardon Love is in the air Endless joy i feel Not accounted to be redeemed It’s this time and place so rare Love is surely in the air It’s that time of the year Christmas time to cheer Wishing you all in advance May i.....'ave a dance??? 56