It's Christmas
Children begging for opened toys
Hugging elders and sweet snoty children
Really glad to have everyone at home
Inside again due to rain so many voices
Sad to miss those who are traveling
Trying to act happy over all my gifts
Mystery stew, what is in that stuff?
Away in a Kia Soul to see the lights
Scraps of wrap is trash and the dog gets his bone
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2014
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