Jason Shiels


It's that time of year.
For everyone to spred the holiday cheer.

Stockings are hung above the fire.
You tell everybody what you got them but they all say your a liar.

You cry and dance with happyness.
Because of what you got on this wonderful Christmas.

Poem Submitted: Monday, February 8, 2010

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