he was standing at the edge of the curb looking at snow, watching kids sing
she warmed her hands in front of the fireplace sitting and thinking, her mind was set ablaze
~♡~
santa rained down in chimneys or vents delivering toys and gowns all night he went
~♡~
on the parchment she wrote,
"dear santa.i don't want much for christmas, there's just one thing i need-"
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singing in melody his voice was smooth as can be,
"i don't care about the presents, underneath the christmas tree-"
°♡°
her ink was almost empty writing down her little, 'letter to me,'
"i just want him for my own"
°♡°
air seemed so thin yet something inside him, it felt warm, a love from within.
"more than she could ever know"
•♤•
"make my wish come true, all i want for christmas-"
in the eyes of some, santa may only deliver if you feel yourself to be a true believer
"-is you."
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MËRRY CHRISTMÄS everyone🎄♥️ as usual the pictures aren't mine, and i hope you don't forget to comment what you think.
thank you for the amazing 3 months here- i started from 0 and now we're here! thank you for giving me the chance to publish this poetry book and thank you for giving it a read and a chance to grow♡
*i'm super sappy in moments like this- christmas, new years, things like that. be ready for some sappy moments!*
