Merry Christmas to my AD Family and those
who read my poetry.
Christmas morning
Candy canes hanging on the tree
A fresh spruce permeating the air
Presents waiting to be unwrapped
Children smiling, laughing... Snow on the roof showing
Footprints and hoofs...
When I was a kid, my dad would take sleigh bells, pull a sled and with our dog, would go running past our bedroom window just after we went to bed. He would tell us it was Santa checking up on us. Of course the proof was the sleigh tracks and "reindeer" footprints in the snow. And I done the same thing with my own kids.
Great memories of a real Christmas. We had boot prints in the ashes of the fireplace and complaints of hay missing from the haystack. Wonderful!!Have a great New Year.
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Ron
lovely graphic, lovely sentiment
never stop writing!!