Winter's a coming
The snow is a falling
Big trees are a glistening
With lights on the walls and
Peppermint in the air
And pine needles on floors
Deer on our lawns
And wreaths on our doors
Snow days are important
Hot chocolate is too
The sky's turning colors
White, gray, and blue
Cold temperatures
That travel into homes
Calling and greeting
Loved ones over phones
Wrapping the presents
Placing the bows
Cutting the tape
The T-L-C shows
The songs on the radio
With Fa-la-la-la-la's
We stare at the plate
Of the turkey that was
No matter your money
Your family or size
Each Christmas season
Is its very own prize
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