© Jaimey Perham 12/15/2012
Soft snow slopping on top of sloping roof tops
Stomachs twisted and turned in tiny knots
Trees heavy and holy and hoping on hills very hot
Lights bright and ‘out of sight’ in the right night
Full moon in tune past the camera zoom sonic boom
Glowing stars a far outside the car past the bar in a jar we saw
Santa busy and dizzy in a tizzy after a midnight fizzy
Elves all a giggle in a pickle to prickle the sickle
Milk and cookies wait on a plate like bait on a slate
Presents a round pound all abound with no frowns all-round town
A silent Christmas vision on this night of no decision in the misty mission
Peace,
Dayvid
Have a merry one!
John Michael
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