Alaude Solus - Christmas Breeze

While one looks at the twinkling stars
And lay down on the monkeybars.
One cannot help but stop and freeze
And feel the blissful Christmas breeze.

As the trees start to sway and dance,
One can't stop but enter a trance.
A minty fragrance in the air
Blows up those small threads of one's hair.

The breeze gives one a cold embrace,
A greeting from a quiet place.
It may leave one outside ice-cold,
But it'll give smiles to young and old.

Alaude Solus

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