by Victoria:

Eggnog poured in mouse shaped mugs.
Swarmed by grandparents giving sweet hugs.
Children roasting marshmallows over a fire.
Spirits being lifted hire and hire.
The joyous sound of Santa's slay.
Like a depp breath after a hard day.
Presents being passed back and forth.
A breezy chill comes from the north.
Now it's time to sleep, so turn off the light.
And Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.

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