Tomorrow...
Holy holy holly
Tis time to be jolly...
Hoping and wishing, for the snow to fall,
Blanket the ground for the big and the small...
The year is 1952
My father is the age of ten...
There’s always that one moment on Christmas...
Where I just have to shed one tear, and bow my...
I've got carrots, rocks and pebbles
All essentials for my plan...
Climbing down a chimney
His bulging sack got caught...
The crisp cool winter breeze
Blows softly as snow covers the ground...
Christmas
She's sitting quietly all alone, in that dark cold...
Dear Journal,
Yesterday was the day of Christmas Eve...
Cinnamon spice, apple pie
this candle throws a magical scent...
Ev'ry single person in the world desires,
a gift from Santa Claus's bulging sack...