I wrote this poem over the Christmas period...
I wake up very early, every Christmas morn.,
To go under the tree, and have wrapping paper...
Twas the night after Christmas
and all through the place...
\"Merry Christmas to all and to all a good...
Santa said cheerfully as he flew out of sight...
I'll put milk and cookies by the tree
just so Santa can hear my plea...
Carefree of the outside world
Holly spread around the table...
How much presents could Santa stuff in his sack if...
Morial: That santa is very sack-i-liouses...
I take my warm soft covers off
flip cold toes into my purple slippers...
Here's a poem
Written from my heart...
There's only one thing I want
For this special holiday...
The sun was hot but warm,
It melted our hearts like singing a song...
Christmas joy begins with care
presents don't matter its your family who's there...