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Dec 2013
It's Christmas time again
Christmas trees and Christmas lights lit up for all to see
I think some of us as we got older we have somehow lost
The wonder of it all
It would be neat to see it though the eyes of a child
The lights the trees seemed magical
There unwavering belief, nothing seemed impossible
Christmas Villages lit up seemed frozen in a simpler time
To children it did not matter if they had a dime, homemade gifts are fine
The presents under the tree were a delight to see
The simple amazement of it all
The wonder of it all
The gathering of family and friends and neighbors too
The real sense of community
The trust people had for their fellow man
It did not matter if you got a little or lot
You were just grateful for what you had
You just enjoyed time with those you loved
  The freshly fallen snow added to the wonder that day
   Then in the fallen snow you play
   I hope you will discover through the eyes of a child
   The wonder of it all
I took a trip down memory lane
I was trying to recall Christmas past, when small had a real sense of wonder
I hope you enjoy the poem!
Ann M Johnson
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Ann M Johnson  Minnesota ( A Small Pop?)
(Minnesota ( A Small Pop?))   
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