Sunday, 30 November 2008

Winter

Cinnamon candles and freezing toes,
Advent calenders and a ruby nose!
The smell of the tree when you arrive home,
Around friends and family, never alone.
A blanket of white when you look outside,
Nothing beats Christmas, don't even try!

I never said I was a poet!
But I love Chrismas.

Listening to soothing music all wrapped up with hot chocolate and my
electric blanket.

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