Christmas Day
We decorate until our hands are red
Invite relatives not yet dead
Our food is prepared way ahead
Know we will be duly fed
Kids jump quickly out of bed
Hug Santa Uncle Ed
Adults yawn instead
There is such mirth
Good Will Earth
Jesus
Birth
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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