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Christmas Past

Jingle Bells were ringing in the air. Carolers were singing the First Noel and Silver Bells in the street. Houses trimmed in Holly announcing, Yule Tide greetings with joyful care could be seen. Then the moment of magic in every child's mind is the site of Santa with his, hair of snow white and dressed in crimson red. I remember Christmas past as a child how I was small as a sprite and would watch wiping a spot in the windowpane with a smile like gold. Just to capture the beauty and magic of being a child at Christmas time. Shows that memory shines like silver still today.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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