Star
on the top
of a Christmas tree.
Lights all around are sparkling.
Smells of hot cocoa and cinnamon too,
all of this leading my mind straight to you.
Love in the air, so hard to resist.
Singing of songs is so hard to miss, and
being so close to the people you love, makes
everything seem to glow from above.
But, nothing's the same without peppermint
canes, or chocolate Santas, or a warm fireplace,
or the breath of a child as they play in the snow,as
they're building a snowman, and their eyes start to glow.
Then night
comes so
soon and
the house is
so quiet, then
children go to
bed, though
they're really
so excited.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:32 AM UTC
Star
on the top
of a Christmas tree.
Lights all around are sparkling.
Smells of hot cocoa and cinnamon too,
all of this leading my mind straight to you.
Love in the air, so hard to resist.
Singing of songs is so hard to miss, and
being so close to the people you love, makes
everything seem to glow from above.
But, nothing's the same without peppermint
canes, or chocolate Santas, or a warm fireplace,
or the breath of a child as they play in the snow,as
they're building a snowman, and their eyes start to glow.
Then night
comes so
soon and
the house is
so quiet, then
children go to
bed, though
they're really
so excited.
I really can't wait for Christmas!
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