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Dec 2018
It is that time of year again
Smells of fur trees
Doors decorated with wreaths
Ornaments glistening as they are hung
Visions of tinsel

Beautiful bright colors of red, silver , gold , green and blue

It’s that time of year

Houses adorned in lights
Cookies being baked
Gingerbread men being decorated
Choirs singing songs

It’s that time of year

People running to and fro
Cities and towns decorated in their holiday best

It’s that time of year

Friends and families come together to celebrate the season
It’s the holiday

That time of year
Barbara R Maxwell
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