SNOWGLOBE MEMORIES MYSTIC
This time of year is magical for me,
remembering fluffy snow as far as I could see.
I was only a little one of three,
when my loving aunt took me shopping and to tea.
I fell in love with a snowglobe as we ate crackers and brie,
thanking her with a huge heart full of love and glee.
My loving aunt will always be,
in my snowglobe we both did agree.
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