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When i dream of Christmas

When I dream of Christmas,
I dream of wondrous things,
of mistletoe and holly,
and joy the season brings,

Of snowy fields, and rosy cheeks,
sleds careening fast and sleek,
houses lighted, festive, gay,
preparing for that special day

When family gathers 'round the tree,
anticipating what will be
in Christmas boxes tied up tight,
colorful wrappings shining bright

Sharing love and laughter there,
while grandpa snoozes in his chair,
dinner served with all the trimmings
as we await New Year's beginnings

Children scurried off to bed,
on goose-down pillows rest their head,
saying prayers for blessings given,
thanking Him, our Lord in Heaven

Grandma reading 'bout the One,
Jesus Christ, His only Son,
enduring pain and sins of man,
King of Kings, the great ''I AM''

When I dream of Christmas
and wondrous things..
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