The Gift of Love
This time of year when tradition rules,
the leaving of gifts under a tree.
The Gods might see us and think us fools,
but oh how happy the children will be!
The young ones wait for the toy master,
that popular and all powerful guy.
They leave cookies to bring him faster,
the reindeer already know how to fly!
Though the holidays will have their end,
and everyone's back to the same old thing.
We'll remember the time that we spend,
giving the gift that only love can bring!
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