When its all pouring rain and cloudy days,
And the truant sun is rarely ablaze.
When mornings are as dark as the night,
And there isn’t the slightest bit of green in sight.
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When the north wind howls in humble tones,
Through snowy homes and shivering bones.
No children play in the park,
And everything is just too cold and dark.
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Then came a man dressed in red,
With a belly full of jelly and a laugh so merry.
The darkest of nights, twinkled in Christmas lights.
Trees are decked with presents, and our hearts are content.
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Homes are neither cold nor lonely,
When they’re blessed with the warmth of family.
And if you think of the happy carollers and their songs,
Suddenly, winter doesn’t seem so long!
© Abirami
THE OBSESSIVE WRITER 