Christmas
What does it mean to you
When I think of Christmas
I think of family
Moments spent round the Christmas tree
Stockings filled with presents
Carols heard throughout the household
I think of anxious children
Creeping along the hallway
Sneaking a peep of Santa
Coming down the chimney hole
I imagine colours bright and radiant like a pot of gold
I see the joy of Christmas in every store I go
I stop for a moment only to observe
Houses lit with lights red, yellow green and gold
Laughter heard from home to home
Love shared far and wide through out the world
Christmas the magic word.
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