A little girl and her Christmas dream
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12/19/2023
A Chicago snowstorm at Christmas,
was always my wish.
Red, shiny boots with warm,fluffy fur,
both in and out.
I lived in the rolling suburbs where a huge
snowball tasted delish!
Those flakes were from Heaven, not one
of a doubt.
But our joy of all joys, buiding Mister Snoman,
our friend.
His, hat, eyes, mouth and gloves were surely
at the ready.
My sled loaded with shovels, we were happy to
build him and bend!
Noses running from the cold, who cares, there
he pourdly stood.in his glory, Mr. Snowman , our
dearest …Freddy!
We could barely sleep that charming, snowy
winter’s gleaming night.
Mommy served us hot chocolate before we
finally went to bed.
Our little girl’s innocent joyful heartstrings
sailed to the moonwith delight.
I recall dreaming of sleighbells, in my nightgown
soft, flannel nightgown of festive red .
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2023
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