Christmas Memories
See your breath on the window pane.
Watching the snow cover the ground.
A child’s wonder land has just begun.
Hear the sounds of laughter and cheer.
That the children make this time of year.
Throwing snowballs and making forts.
This is what winter is for.
Aromas of apple pie fill the air.
Family and friends reminisce
of Christmas when they were kids.
Gathered around the tree
singing Christmas hymens and telling the famous story.
Every year a child stays up,
in hopes to see Santa clause.
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