Christmas In July
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Cottage dreams, wooden cabins and the scent of burning campfires
Every July we would gather at Vince's cottage to see Santa in attire
Into the water he would go with his speed boat full of presents
all the kids would run to see the bearded man with a belly bent
There was no snow, no mistletoe, no hot toddy, just sweet lemonade
all the kids would line up straight just waiting for that gifted accolade
We had never heard of Christmas in July for us this was spanking new
at night we sat around at fire and sang carols until half past two
Today I reminisce about those days of Christmas in the summer heat
we wore flip flops and passed out freeze pops, oh it was all so neat
Now when winter holidays arrive with cold and winter storms abroad
we talk about Vince and his Xmas antics, before he left to be with God.
July 22, 2022
Sponsor Tania Kitchin
Contest Name Christmas in July
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2022
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