The stars are twinkling
In the great night sky.
People are singing.
The shooting stars fly.
It's like a clean glass;
It will be Christmas.
I like the cold air,
The great sense of peace,
All the things to share,
And time I can't miss ....
"Pasko" in some areas,
It will be Christmas.
It's the greatest time.
Everything seems fine.
A moment that's divine.
On the coming "diaz",
Have a nice Christmas.
(December 22, 2010)
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Poetry Collection
PoetryA collection of the poems I wrote and the dates when I wrote them.
