Christmas Eve At Grandma's
If I could do magic
I'd bring my grandma back
Always very encouraging
Wisdom, she'd never lack
On Christmas Eve, we'd gather together
Just like the rest of some you do
So many laughs, happiness there
You knew grandma's love was true
Midnight finally came around
Seemed like eternity for some
Gifts were then allowed opened
We'd then find out who it's from
We'd then hear a knock
There standing was Santa Clause
The little kids were shocked
Each child then got a gift.
We would wad up the wrapping paper
throw it at our cousins, and more
By the time it was over, Grandma's home
Was messier then it was before
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