Written by Dora Markulić

It’s not a matter of whether we have a lot

Rather, are we satisfied with what we have been given?

For happiness we cannot say “It’s a star I caught.”

Rather, it is a star that says that in this moment I am livin’.

Soon we will be looking forward to a Child in the nursery,

The one who will give us mercery

But above all, why we are still covered

With black hazes ’cause the golden ones we haven’t discovered?

We wait Him every year, but we haven’t become wise

And instead we are in search of a greater prize.

Let’s try to change the way of thinking this year

That the hazes of JOY come, and the black ones disappear.

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