days.
Bright and graydamp fog
fills the mornings,
erases the fall trees
paints the road wet
changes fall into bare winter.
Orange and yellow
turn to
red and green,
turn to
sparkles and metal,
starlight and moonlight,
heat turns to ice.
Carols and drums and wind at the door
jingle bells
welcome the
Christmas tree.
Santa Claus is
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