Christmas In Danielsville

Christmas In Danielsville

 

Tall snowdrifts like winter mountains, as If arranged by hand

Blocking my view of the landscape around my brothers’land

Still there is no silence,as my nephew comes from behind

And hits me with a snow ball,Is he out of his mind!

In the face I take It,as I fall ,shocked by the cold

He is only seven,and very very bold!

I try at once to chase him,but fall on my knees

At once I beg for him to stop,as I utter please

At that very moment he falls back on his tush

I grab a giant ball of snow,but It turns to mush

Suddenly my younger brother appears at the door

As my emboldened nephew pelts me once more

 


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A poem about Christmas
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