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Christmas is not getting farther,
Obviously it's getting nearer.
My favorite time of the year,
Will this year be a lot more better?
The lights and Christmas trees,
Looks so cute with the flowers and bees.
The cold wintery breeze,
And the waves crashing from the seas.
The presents, oh I love those!
Opening them all none are closed.
Giving gifts to each other with smiles on our faces,
With dresses filled with ribbons and laces.
I wonder what it's like with winter?
Maybe I'll find out after I saunter,
Saunter the world form one country to another,
Celebrating Christmas in every places, that'll be no other.
This Christmas I'll make it nice and wholesome and fun,
Every things I want should be done.
I want to be happy, forget fears.
It's my favorite. That time of the year.
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HER BOOK OF POETRIES
PoetryA compilation of poems that I wrote throughout the days.
