A Green Christmas
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Everyone wanted a white Christmas.
There was snow the week before
A lot of snow coating the ground
And gripping onto the pine needles
But on December twenty-third, things changed
The spirits in the South thought better
They sent tropical breezes our way
Every flake of snow melting
Leaving only tears on every needle
As well as in the eyes of everyone around
Yet, everyone celebrated their green Christmas
And they still had their “Merry Christmas”
© Poem – I/XII/MMXXIV
LRET
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