A Special Christmas
Your 1st Christmas, not a single tooth in Sight,
A Gift from God, delivered in the Early Night.
You faught the Doc. with all your Might,
Not sure, what was at the end of the Light.
But now you're here, there's no need to Fear,
Such a Beautiful girl, just look in the Mirror.
Your first smile was such a Wonderful Surprise,
Bringing tears of joy, to your parent's Eyes.
Grandparents who love you, you'll hold them so Dear,
Learning from their Wisdom, with at least one open Ear.
The Lights and Gifts, Oh so much to See,
Your own Special Ornament, will hang from the Tree.
So many presents to open, not knowing who they are From,
A nap will soon follow, with Mom's soothing Hum.
When Christmas is all over, you may not Remember,
But soon you will learn, it's always in December.
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