Christmas Poem - Quirky But Oh Well :)
Word Count: 86The sun comes up, it’s Christmas Day
All the young kids shout hooray
They rush down to their christmas tree
to see what the presents there could be.
The old kids, as we like to say
enjoy a different part of Christmas day
It isn’t to say that they don’t like the toys;
the ping pong paddles or the english saddles,
the spinning tops or the gumdrops…
but there’s a deeper joy there
that grows in with age
a joy in family and loved ones
where the true value of life
remains.
I’m not a very good poet. 
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