Kodak Moments
At last the house is silent, they are tucked away and sleeping
Tomorrow down the winding stairs we'll see them all come leaping!
Their faces bright and shining, the wrappings will be torn
Upon the face each child has worn, a Kodak moment will be born
On early Christmas morn!
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