when life was still ahead and I was just a child, getting ready for bed on a night that seemed the longest of all we children would wait for santa to call for a day where there was nothing but play and treats to eat all day like dreams spun on a magic screen for all to see the wonders of christmas with friends and family stories told around a special tree creating memories for everyone with songs and laughter until the day is done

Northern America

When life was still ahead/ a Christmas poem

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