Treasure Island

Tirupathi Chandrupatla


Christmas White to Remember


I see the form
Of Jesus Christ
Thro' the winter's
Falling mist.

I keep hearing
The words of cheer
And sled pulled
By reindeer.

Families gather
It's Christmas time
Singing songs
With melodious chime.

Hope snow'll fall
At end of December
To make this Christmas
White to remember.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 08, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, March 05, 2014

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  • Valsa George (10/8/2013 11:21:00 PM)

    Christmas is a season of great festivity and rejoicing! Though in the West, it is Winter, the whiteness of the snow around Christmas has a special charm and purity and the chill in no way douses the festive air. In other parts of the world also, it is a pleasant time with cool breeze and bright sunshine. Enjoyed this Christmas song! ! (Report) Reply

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