It’s boys grown tall and snowball fights to begin.

It’s the first taste of snow and her sweet impish grin.

It’s snow angels to make and neighbors to greet.

It’s warmth by the fire and popcorn to eat.

It’s hot chocolatey goodness and old movies to view.

It’s stirring the batter and making some stew.

It’s gazillions of bows and gifts under the tree.

It’s cute decorations and wondering, “What’s in it for me?”

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