Red.
The plump suited man,
filled with cookies and milk;
rides along in his sleigh,
delivering gifts all around.
Green.
Trees in the houses,
showing off decorations;
stand tall at the windows,
his offering below them.
White.
Snow falls from the clouds,
so frigid at the touch;
blanketing the cold ground,
in complete satisfaction.
Gold.
Light from above,
brightening the path;
morning at last,
toys for nice children.
Black.
Coal in the stockings,
for all of the naughties;
the end of another,
until the next year.
~*~Merry Christmas~*~
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