Winter Girl

My friends all call me Winter Girl,
Because I love the cold.
Christmas is a joyful time,
A season to behold.

My friends all love to be around,
When snow is light and fluffy,
They like to kid me,
For my cheeks will get all rosy.

Winter is a joyful time to be outside,
To enjoy the snow white earth.
For it won't last too long,
Until Spring again will birth.

It's time to roam the woods,
And find that special tree.
Finding that very special one,
Means an awful lot to me.

It must be tall and slender,
But branches full and long.
I'll have to find that special one,
Before I leave for home.

I have some lovely ornaments,
To make it look just great,
And in the top I'll place an angel,
Before it gets too late.

Mom will bake those special pies,
And cakes of every kind,
And fill the house like sweet perfume,
From all her baking at Christmas time,

Christmas is a special time,
Especially for our family.
We'll take our time to bless the food,
Before going to the Christmas tree.

After all it is His Birthday,
The Birth of Jesus Christ,
He'll always be our Special Guest,
On Holy Christmas night.

Faye Reyenga © 10/29/2007
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