Christmas Day, 2017

The presents are open, the tree is lit,
and we've emptied the giant red socks.
Yesterday's ham is reduced a bit,
but how can you tell if it came with hocks?

The shells are cracked and the filberts chewed
and the refrigerator is stoked.
Soon some more coffee will be brewed
and the woodstove embers lazily poked.

But best in show is that rare Christmas snow
Which fell this year in a civilized way,
and not in a vigorous subzero blow
that moves into town for a two month stay.

     Second only to albinos out farming,
     How can anything so white be so charming?
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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