Written 21st December 2025
Once, Christmas Eve brought soft flurries of snow the world soon became a majestic show Festive trees gleamed from out of window panes and carol singers sang in soft refrains. Angels flew beneath heavenly moonlight such an exquisite seasonal delight Every rooftop glistening white and bright on a charming celestial Yuletide night. Church bells rang to tell folk of the best news that baby Jesus was to arrive soon Children tried not to fall asleep at all waiting eagerly for Santa to call. Yet snug and warm in cosy beds at rest they'd shut their eyes and then softly they slept Santa left them presents beneath the tree and youngsters roused early, excitedly. I remember this, though then just a kid and often recall those moments of bliss Times then were tough, but I'll never forget the Christmas had, that was simply the best.
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