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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