Childhood Christmas

March 25, 2012
By Anonymous

I awake early in the morning

Rise out of my bed

I walk downstairs still wrapped in my blanket

glowing with excitement I ran back up to my parents room

I burst open the door and shout until they wake

I speed down my staircase

My eyes light up with joy when I see my gifts

The smell of this day lingers in the air

Everything is perfect

There are cookies and other sweets

My stocking is stuffed

so many presents and so much love

On this Christmas

I will remember

Joy, excitement, and the smiles of my loved ones

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