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Dec 2013
On this morning children are opening their gifts from under the tree
Finding things they wanted
Finding things they needed
Ripping through the wrapping paper to discover what they received

On this morning children are waking up overjoyed
Running down the stairs to their tree
To find wrapped presents
Waiting to be opened

On this morning parents are woken up by overjoyed screaming children
Being told that Santa came
And left presents for them under the tree
And that the milk and cookies were gone

On this morning living rooms are left a mess
Filled with gifts, wrapping paper, and memories
Filled with kisses, hugs, and smiles
With love and happiness being spread all around

On this morning the breakfast conversations are revolved around the presents they've received
About Santa coming to the home
Wether anyone heard the hooves of the rain deer during the night
Wether anyone saw or heard him while he was there

On this morning families are filled with an overwhelming feeling of joy and love.
Constantly being reminded at how great life is at that very moment.
This of all mornings is one of the happiest of the closing year.
Valy
Written by
Valy
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   ---, Kripi, Jade Elon, drunkonthoughts and Emily
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