Christmas Eve "2006"

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    Christmas Eve "2006"

    Staying Up Late,
    Waiting For A Call.
    When I Hear A Knock On My Bedroom Door.
    My Mother Runs In And Says,
    "Guess Whose Here!?"
    I Run Downstairs To See Who It Is.
    There Stands My Man,
    Holding A Wrapped Gift.
    We Hug And Kiss,
    I Grab His Hand And Lead Him To The Livingroom.
    Holding Each Other We Exchange Boxes.
    With Tears In My Eyes,
    I Open My Present.
    All I Can See Is A....
    Dimond Cross Necklace!!
    I Begin To Cry,
    We Hugged And Kissed.
    On That Night,
    That Christmas Eve Night.




       Written On:December 24    
    Copywrite:2006 

             

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    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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