Cheers, laughter filled the air
Happy, joy, was what we felt
Remembering those memories of you and I
Irresistible feeling coarsing through my vein
Stacking up gifts under the old oak tree
Tall, dangling, was what a Christmas tree should be
Mistletoe, where we had our first kiss
A miracle came true every single year
Santa's the one, who brought Christmas to life.

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Bittersweet
PoetryOur life consists of a few things -Happiness, Sadness, Regrets, Love, Disappointments. To me, I call them 'Bittersweet'. I started to write poems after an incident. An incident that I would never ever forget. I hope that the poem's I wrote could al...