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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.
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 8:32 PM UTC
Christmas Morning
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.
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 8:32 PM UTC
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