By Damien Knight 
Soft is the snow fall

Warm is the fire roasted nuts

Joy is Christmas eve

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We await santa

Hopeful that we have been good

And he leaves a treat

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Our stockings are full

Our tree a glow against snow

Gifts passed all around

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In the summer heat

It is Christmas I long for

When carolers sing

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