Christmas, the time snowflakes fall,
Hot chocolate’s all that’s brewed.
Sleds zooming down icy hills,
Snowmen and snowball fights,
Festive trees and colorful lights.
Christmas, the most anticipated day of the year,
Singing carols on the top of your lungs.
Bundled up from the chill of winter weather,
Everyone’s dressed in holiday sweaters,
Smiles on children’s faces.
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Christmas, three days prior to my birthday,
Families gathering for a wondrous celebration,
Millions, billions, and trillions of presents,
Torn wrapping and ribbons on the floor.
Less presents each year I expect more.
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