Fem Night before Christmas
Darkness arrives early these days, the night air still and chilling
Weary we hurry home from shopping with hearts warm and willing.
With still so much, left to do we cannot afford to rest:
Time is of the essence for this Christmas to be the best.
From their secret place treasures once again appear:
A timepiece and a pendant, with diamonds bright and clear.
Gifts are lovingly arranged beneath a sparkling lit tree
With holly and pine arrangements, set out for all to see.
We adorn and admire every well-placed decoration
Closure is welcomed, this night of long anticipation.
Every gift is wrapped, every special delight chosen
Ready for Christmas, though the turkey still quite frozen.
We fill and raise our glass to rejoice in celebration
For Christmas Eve has achieved another realization.
Poem written by: Dickenson
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