Snowflakes fall,
Softly to the ground,
Like petals through the spring.
cold and icy as they may be,
Rain turn to hail dripping,
The sky calls for winter.
Lights are on day and night,
To decore their living space,
Trees flicker with ornaments.
Migratory birds has left,
For it is cold weather,
On come coats and mittins too.
A storm may come by,
Sad to see it true,
Stuffed inside, traffic too.
One by one,
Lights go out,
It's the twenty fifth of December.
Christmas morning,
Smiles of joy filled the atmosphere,
However they feel.
Santa Clause may have come,
And may have gone,
The Christmas feeling changed.
For New Year's Eve will come,
Welcoming the new year,
I am there.
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