Uriah Hamilton - Christmas Tree

When the snow falls
After midnight,
We’ll rejoice beside
The Christmas tree.

One day,
We’ll sleep in graves,
But happiness
Is the making
Of our sacred memories.

I’m not afraid
To say I love you,
I’m only afraid
To miss the opportunity.

Uriah Hamilton

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