Turn off the lights
As quiet as a mouse walk downstairs in your socks
Turn on the Christmas lights and bathe under the sparkle of the tree
Let your eyes play amid the drummer boy, the sleigh, the skater, and the sparkling icicles
Let it all play in your mind, the beauty of the lit tree city
While the flame of the stove warms your cheek
Live the dream of wonder.
Poetry from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
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