Christmastime Poem by Quintin Bouillon

Christmastime



The smell of cocoa heating in the stove,
The comfort of every home
The love and happiness that comes
Every year, about this time.

The warmth of the heaters on full blast,
The cold of the outside air
The carolers singing with so much joy
It's the most wonderful time of the year.

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