Thoughts of snowball fights... 
Building forts... 
Toasted marshmellows....
Hot chocolate by a fire... 

Curled up in each others arms... 
Watching the Christmas lights flash... 
the scent of evergreen in the air.... 

oh, dear... 
Mistle toe... 
What if I forget how to kiss 
as you glide by? 
With your grace its hard to remember... 
our secret kiss.....

A special present ... 
is waiting for you... 
The excitement that comes... 
An excitement I try to contain.... 

Oh dear when will Christmas be here??????

©Michelle aka RMPD