Paper chains and strings of popcorn
strung on my tree, of evergreen
Mothers lace, tattered and torn
nearly new, in memories
Lovely thoughts and priceless presents
handmade gifts, hung on the tree
Christmas carols and children's pageants
watching the snow fall wistfully
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Oh, the carefree days of childhood
cherished moments, held so dear
Laughter makes the heart, understood
the seasons, bringing smiles of cheer
Life keeps changing, keeping pace
with the dance, of time itself
Compelled to continue in this race
a constant change of inner self
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So, soak it up, these days of pleasure
hold steadfast, to these times of peace
Grab hold of love and all its treasures
with a strength that will not cease
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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