Under the tree
Lay presents of plenty
Covered in paper of red and green
Waking before dawn
Excitement rushing through veins
But no presents before Mom's coffee
Mess of paper
Dad on pickup duty
Assortments of toys about the floor
Stockings on the mantle
Filled with various candies
Sugar running through blood
Family dinner around the table
Talking about the day
With grins and laughs on faces
Making memories that'll last
Keeping magic long-lasting
Spending time with thoes we love
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My Poetry
PoetryMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 16 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
