Christmas

The story closed a new beginning 

evergreen scents in the air,

Its a corresponding start.

A beautiful side to open.

The devious to subside.

Bells to ring and happiness to bring.

Smokey chimnies roasting coal.

Waiting for santa to behold and sprinkle joy for his part.

Sparkles in everyones eyes when a silk wrapped presnt is presented.

A God loved tradition that will always be represented.

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