To wake upon a Winters morn and see the landscape's white
the snow has transformed every single tree,
and children chatter loudly with their faces shining bright,
they build a snowman for the world to see.
Jack Frost has played his magic on the river and the glass
by tracing pretty patterns with his ice,
the frozen water glistens like some highly polished brass
and rising wood smoke adds a touch of spice.
As the day is dying and the sun goes down to rest
long shadows dance across the sparkling snow,
the last few rays of sunlight disappear behind the crest
and the moon designs a very different show.
The stars against a backdrop of an inky velvet sky
shine and twinkle brightly from above,
the fire is crackling in the grate, the world lets out a sigh
it’s Christmas Eve, mankind is filled with love.
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