At Christmas Eve They Gather
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The sky alive as the world in glamour;
children's tiny cold bare feet they did sneak
underneath the Christmas tree they clamber.
The sky alive as the world in glamour;
huddle round the fireplace's warm ember,
songs, dance, and grandma's gingerbread they seek.
The sky alive as the world in glamour;
children's tiny cold bare feet they did sneak.
11/25/2022
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2022
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