Twas the night before Christmas,
When all the kids hyped with joy.
Anticipating on Santa’s arrival,
Anxious for this year’s new toy.
Twas the morning of Christmas,
When all the kids danced with thrill.
Eager for the unwrapping of presents,
The crumbling sounds of wrappers in the air fill.
Twas the night of Christmas,
When all the kids said a prayer from heart.
Wishing for another day similar to earlier,
Another day that love and peace could take part.
Twas the day after Christmas,
When all the kids continued to hope.
That Christmas not only be a holiday,
Though be a moment where in harmony all may cope.
---S.B.
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