Gifts
Each year Christmas morn is magic
All the wrapped gifts neath the tree
Soon the paper will be scattered
In our haste inside to see
Excitedly we view the contents
About how much we love them rave
But in my heart my very favorites
Will always be the gifts I gave
Christmas 2011
Copyright © Bob Quigley | Year Posted 2011
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