Sing sweet melodies of Christmas times,
Lets all remember last Christmas,
And the Christmases to come,
Sing sweet melodies of mulled wine,
And decorating halls,
For the holidays to come.
Sing sweat melodies of friends,
And of the times,
Spent together no matter the weather.
Sing sweat melodies of all the fun,
That this year brung,
Just because we can.
©The Pesky Poet
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