The Christmas Present

February 2, 2012
Small white specks
Fluttering, Drifting, Dancing,
Accumulating All Around

While sitting inside
With the warmth of hot chocolate
Everyone sits around

Smiles as white as snow
Even with all the noise
It’s silent and calm

Purple sky and purple lights
Gleam about the Tree
And the smell of pine

The present of warmth
Not only fills the room
The heart feels that present too.

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