Like the key to my door unlocks, the comforts in...
Like the aroma of a home cooked meal, that...
ah, ah, ah. . .
Atishoo...
Outside in the
Cold winter air...
In a land where snow should fall,
On a Christmas day, unusual...
It’s Christmas Jumper Day today,
down at the Department of Dross...
A season
where pinetrees are fully dressed...
Cinnamon spice, apple pie
this candle throws a magical scent...
Rosy faces sing
around a Christmas tree...
Hand in hand they dance between
my childhood memories...
From the high mountain
I somersaulted in to the deep...
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Saving Christmas...
Clinging to her coat she
Hungerly watches shoppers...