Gingerbread houses,
And the cold morning air,
Christmas mornings,
And the weather so fair.
The streets are so white,
Let’s have a snowball fight,
People sleigh down the hill,
Past the houses and past the mills.
Hot chocolates and warm butter,
Sweaters are being sewn from a single thread,
The frozen crystal-clear lake,
And down fall, the beautiful snowflakes,
It’s all so beautiful,
Our mood becomes filled with happiness.
I do not think it can be better,
This wonderful season of winter!
Aliza Ali VIII A
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