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'Twas the week before Christmas
and the fairy lights glistened,
for the sound of jingle bells
My children listened

with patience and excitement they sat in glee,
wondering where Santa could be.
We hung up our stockings and we painted holly,
we danced and we laughed for it's the season to be jolly.

We watched through the window
at the cold weather,
and were thankful;
to be warm inside, and together.

There's nothing more exciting,
Through the eyes of a child,
Than Christmas tree lights,
And presents in piles.

Footprints of snow,
Imprinted on the floor,
Santa must have left them;
They weren't there before.

Isn't it cosy?
Isn't it exciting?
The glowing coal fire,
Makes the living room so inviting.

As Christmas draws close,
And every home settles in,
Have a very merry Christmas,
Let the fun times begin.

Vicki Wroe, 24. ©

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