What Christmas means to me is...
a fresh cut pine tree strung with lights,
to brighten up the cold winter nights.
Presents with bows,
stacked in little rows.
Ginger men and women
strung up with ribbon.
My dog dressed as a reindeer, my cat an elf,
our Dickens Village adorns the shelf.
Chasing my friends around with mistletoe on a pole,
hoping I've been good and don't get any coal.
Family together snuggling in harsh weather.
Santa Clause putting presents under the tree
But most of all what Christmas means to me,
is Jesus Christ born for us so we may see.~Alyssa Bengtson
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