In Times Passed by

Tinselled tree, garland mistletoe, golden lamplight gleaming soft on sparkling snow.

Taffy pulled, piny wreaths so neat arraigned, gaily decorated with candles and candy canes.

Stockings stuffed, now all that remains are presents to wrap in tissue bright, and tie tight with dainty bow, and  place beneath green bows spreading wide, there to wait for morning light, there to wait for children’s wonder and delight.

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