Christmas Eve, by Lunaria
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Christmas Eve
Snow's comin' down
Winds blowin' up a storm
And I am in my old, holey, flannel night gown
Sittin' by my fire warm
Ice patterns on the window
Made by ol' Jack Frost
Jars of jam preserved last night sittin' in a row
Hot cross buns in a basket tossed
House smells spicy sweet
Must be the punkin pie
Wine is chillin' from grapes I crushed with my feet
Christmas Eve is nigh
Tall pine stands in the corner west
Pa retrieved it from the shed
She's decked with trinkets and lights and lookin' her best
On top sits an angel named Fred
Bows and ribbons of different hues
Presents under the tree piled high
Each with it's name tag and wrapped in the latest news
Christmas Eve is nigh
Snow's still comin' down
But it's time for Christmas cheer
Pa fills glasses from a bottle he got in town
Cause Christmas Eve is here
Dog and cat come join us
As we have our Christmas Eve feast
Dog and cat share a plate and eat without a fuss
And watch for the star of the East
Star of the East is spotted
Through the window Jack Frost designed
All agree it's a beautiful eight pointed star
How brightly it has shined
Now Christmas Eve is over
A wonderful time had by all
Especially by our cat, Meow and dog, Rover
Holidays sure can enthrall.
Copyright © 2004 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)
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Posted: 2005-07-27 16:48:15 UTC |
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