The Best Christmas Present - Poem by Lost Sierra
Christmas morning I wake up
and open my Christmas presents.
I got an iPod, money, shoes, and many shiny things.
However, I received the same Christmas present as I received last year.
I didn't come in a box,
it didn't come wrapped.
I didn't even come with a bow.
Thought it happens to be
the best Christmas present I could ever ask for.
The Christmas present just happens to be YOU!
Thanks for being my Christmas present for another year
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