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The jingling winter began And the cold breeze blows again . Near me cuddles my Little Tim, Who wags his tail in vigor and vim.
The moonlight enters brightly, Showering the blessings of god almighty. With the scarf, balloon and my little dog I went out, To see the world hibernate.
It was all pitch dark out there, Except the street lights and the moon. Tim gave a low bark When we reached the leafless lifeless tree. It looked scary yet brave. There shone the great moon, At its brightest, spreading light everywhere. I let my balloon go free. Let it wander anywhere it loves.
What a wonderful scene it was, With the street lights on And Christmas stars shining, And with the aroma of Jasmine here and there Made me stay there for a while.
On this moonlit night, I peeped in to the world. To admire the beauty of the creations Created by the Lord above. On this moonlit night, Our hearts were already brimmed with Love And scene it shove.
