Week 51

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Title - Happy holidays(acrostic)
Poem -

However, it is the time
Awesome as ever
Plopping the shovel
Placing it in the sleigh
Yonder, taking it to carve the snow

Heartily chilling
Oozing with white exuberance
Laying low,
I gaze at the beautiful aura around
Dancing Pines
And lovely carols heard from afar
Yearns smiles from me
Sacredly blessed I feel, it's the true time of holidays!

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