A cold Christmas eve, a long time ago
a young boy watched out the window at the snow
as it fell to the ground finally covering the grass
the first Christmas snow arrived finally at last.
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What a beautiful poem. So very full of imagery and delight. With a sweet sing-song tune. The poem is a flowing succession. Bien! !