Frosty tinted winter nights,
Where snowflakes fall,
And eyes are bright,
Noses tipped with redden glow,
Mittened hands,
And cheeks aglow.
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Chestnuts roasting on the fire,
Where stories read,
Can never tire,
Ears awash with tales of old,
Looks of awe,
As dreams unfold.
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Songs are sung by candlelight,
With voices raised,
In wild delight,
Songs that sing of peace and joy,
Of Silentnight,
And Drummer Boy.
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Santa comes when all is still,
When all have crept,
Up slumbers hill,
He checks his list not once but twice,
Are you naughty,
Are you nice.
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Families gather one and all,
To forgive the slights,
That we recall,
For Christmas hopes are not mistaken,
Feuds are left,
And hate’s forsaken.
It’s nearly Christmas!!!!! ššššāØ
Put the decs up today and got a little festive inspiration š
We did it last night. I love Christmas but I need snow. I must have some š¬
Aren’t we supposed to have 3 months worth, I’m sure I read that somewhere!!!
Jade Reyner promised me 100 days of it but where is it ???
Put it on your Santa list, but if you’ve been naughty, you’re screwed……;)
Naughty you say! Not me, I’m good as gold š
This could become a classic Christmas poem at my house. I love this
Thank you, I put our decorations up today and caught a little Christmas inspiration, lol š
This makes me warm all over Helen š
I read it from bottom to top, makes it even more beautiful.
This poem brings to mind a Norman Rockwell painting. Just lovely
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