Liz Callaway-Once upon a December. Dancing Bears, Painted Wings, Things I almost remember. And a song someone sings, Once upon a December. Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance though a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully Across my memory… Far away, long ago, Glowing dim as an ember, Things my heart Used to know, Things it yearns to remember… And a song someone sing Once upon a December.