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#Blogmas18 day 18: a poem for Christmas




It’s not about gifts, or snowy drifts

It’s Brussels sprouts and cold days out.

Baubles on the tree, cuddles on the settee.

Sparkling lights, woolly tights.

Cosy toes, bright red nose.

Scarf and gloves, laughter and love.

Christmas songs, all day long.

Santa’s sleigh, jingles all the way.

Anxiously waiting, present anticipating.

Reindeer in the sky, a tasty mince pie.

I wish you Christmas cheer and a happy new year!


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