Her Beauty
She stands so straight,
with her arms stretched high,
glowing with beauty,
beaming with pride.
Everyone who sees her,
is smiling that smile,
you know the one,
it's Christmas style.
Some are green,
and some are white,
some have colors,
but what a beautiful sight.
Once a year,
she puts on a show,
enjoy this season,
for to soon it will go.
Merry Christmas,
my loving soup friends,
stand in her light,
for new memories now begin.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009
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