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Roger Turner - Poet
Poems
Dec 2018
Christmas House
Way above our little town
Sitting high upon the hill
The place we all called Christmas House
And I think it sits there still
We used to go there sledding
No one once chased us away
That place we all called Christmas House
I wonder if they still sled there today
To us it seemed enormous
All lit up with lights so bright
That place we all called Christmas house
I wonder if it's still lit up tonight
There was a tree in the front window
You could see it from the road
The place we all called Christmas House
It was a palace when it snowed
There were wreaths in all the windows
The arbor covered with red bows
The place we all called Christmas House
I wonder if anybody knows
It's been years since I have seen it
It gave all our hearts a lift
The place we all called Christmas House
To visit there, it was a gift
We went there every winter
We would sled, have snowball fights
The place we all called Christmas House
Was always lit so bright
One thing I remember though
In all my time upon the hill
The place we all called Christmas House
Was always quiet, empty, still
I know it's been near forty years
Since I left home, moved away
The place we all called Christmas House
Still sticks with me today
It's a memory of a better time
When the winters were much colder
The place we all called Christmas House
Makes me forget that I got older
I've dug out my old sled this year
To take home, back to the start
To the place we all called Christmas House
Is on a hill, and in my heart
#christmas
#sled
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