Smiles of giggling children, chasing
Paw pats from fluffy Siamese kittens.
A red satin dress, draped just so, at
A dinner prepared, for after
Three turns of a bridge game going my way.
Snow falls behind a window frosted with ice,
With the Christmas tree lighted for the first time
And candy canes tipped in hot chocolate.
Sinners coming home—
And a promise of it all again tomorrow.
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