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Winter nights

Winter nights

A winter night's cold breeze whistles through pine tree's.
Middle of bedroom floor tent made of blanket's.
Pajamas with feet rosey red cheeks and runny noses and sugar cookie hands.
​​​A glass of warm milk and teddy bear pillows and bed time story's.
The warmth of the fire crackling the smell of cinnamon candles.
That's how IΒ recall those childhood Christmas night's.

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Candra Creviston

Thank you!
You have a blessed Christmas!
Have a great New Year!

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Tony Taylor

That's how I recall them too dear poet sister...... especially the tents in the middle of the floor made of blankets!!...... yummy days..... rolling in innocence......A lovely Christmas piece!!.....ALL STARS!!..... well done.....LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo ?✳✴β™₯β˜€?β™₯

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Candra Creviston

Those day's are irreplaceable and memories that I myself will treasure forever...Thanks Tony Taylor!! Peace and Love!!:)

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