Warm air at grandmas house, the lively, dark green tree in the corner decorated with glowing yellow lights, an a white dressed, blessing angel on top. You can see through the windows in the dusk outside, the rainbow lights wrapped around the whole house like a special gift waiting for you to go inside. St. Nicholas, hear us, your kind miracles from the past passes onto our hearts today; wish us the best on Jesus' birthday today. Oh, oh come Emmanuel, your birth under the North Star was the most beautifulest on that day.
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Nostalgia
Historia CortaAll of my most important, missing, bonding, and magical memories from my childhood that I remember and cherish in poetry form/short story form. By Tamara Dovodja
