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Christmas Comes to Our House

Christmas comes to our house
And weaves her magic there,
She's trimmed the tree with tinsel shine
And wears white angel hair.

Wreaths and ribbons and holly,
Garlands of berries and pine;
Frosted windows and candle glow -
In a Christmas card design.

Christmas comes to our house
Decked in pageantry,
And when she sings her joyful songs -
That's Christmastime to me.

Nora M. Bozeman

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