Friday, 25 December 2015

A Christmas Poem!

The nights are long, 
the days are cold, 
the tree is dressed 
as another year grows old. 
The gifts are all under the tree, 
your lights are all shining for all to see. 
Your family near, 
your stomach full, 
its the time of year to deck the hall. 
So Christmas day comes 
and it goes,
there is just one thing that everyone knows.
It doesn't matter whats under the tree. 
It means more spending the day with family. 
Poem Written on Dec 25th 2015 at 6:35pm
Have a very very Merry Christmas!

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