Twenty-Fifth December Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Twenty-Fifth December



Rictameter Poem.

Presents
Gladly take one
For Yuletide joy is here
God means children to be happy
It's the birthday of the 'Baby' so dear
As you kiss 'neath the mistletoe
A voice could be calling
Come open the
Presents

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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