Children asleep,
Dreaming sweet dreams.
Milk and carrots and
Mince pies, laid out
On the fire place.
Waiting for him to arrive.
Stockings,
Hung up by the fire and
Candles, wax dripping
Down the side.
Nothing to be heard but
Soft, soft breathing.
Early in the morning,
Children wake with shrieks and
shouts, jumping on
Their parents' beds.
The joy on their faces as they
Search under the tree because
Christmas has finally come.
I'll post something tomorrow.
Bye! Thanks for reading <3
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