July 17, 2011
Carols float through the night’s chilly air
Sparkling lights are found everywhere
Caught in the wind hovers pine and mint
Inside people laugh, visiting kin
They splurge on the chocolate
The children run amok
It’s a peaceful hyper Christmas
Like the babbling of a brook

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