Window Panes

this is a lovely Christmas verse,

On window panes, the icy frost

Leaves feathered patters, crissed & crossed,

But in our house the Christmas tree

Is decorated festively

With tiny dots of coloured light

That cozy up this winter night.

Christmas songs, familiar, slow,

Play softly on the radio,

Pops and hisses from the fire

Whistle with the bells and choir.

Tomorrow's what I'm waiting for,

But I can wait a little more

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