Christmas

Soonest or later in winter. 
Snowy and ice all mixed together.The smell of ice the taste of snow.
Cutting tress for design. The happiness it brings. The joy it flames.
My awesome Christmas tree.  At the bottom loaded with presents and heavy loads.
The sound of Christmas makes me happy because am getting a Christmas tree. 
My awesome Christmas tree.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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