This Christmas
This Christmas
So it is Christmas, an unusual one;
it will surely pass by and be gone.
This unusual Christmas is in disarray
that I feel like a kid asking Santa my way
to visit and see me to ride in his sleigh
so Rudolph can take me up, up and away.
Oh, what fun it would be to be up there
jingle my way, here, there and everywhere.
12/24/20 Tania Kitchin
Christmas Rhyme Only 8 - 12 Lines Premium
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Copyright © Marilene Evans | Year Posted 2020
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