Literature
Christmas Days
The little girl sits by the fireplace, waiting for Santa Clause.
Christmas lights twinkle in her eyes.
Her favorite ornaments dangle freely on the tree.
The clocks nearing midnight,
and her eyes begin to droop.
"Time to go to bed, sweetie," her Mother says.
"No. I have to stay up and see Sant-" is all she whispered before she fell asleep.
Waking in her bed,
the little girl rushes down the hall and into the living room.
Presents wrapped in red and green are piled under the Christmas tree.
Her brother, five years her senior, is tearing open every gift with his name.
Present after present there are smiles and laughs until they're all opened.
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