| Posted on December 10, 2010 at 12:50 PM |
I remember
My mom wrapping every
single thing in the stockings and
having to rip all of the little trinkets and
Candy's all open on the day of Christmas morning
I remember
the bubbling and
cracking of the bacon
on the pan. The sizzling of
a new piece being put on the pan
I remember
the mouth watering
smell of the bacon and
eggs being cooked mixed
with the fresh smell of our tree
and that feeling of waking up and
knowing that there is lots of present to be opened.
This Was Christmas
By : Megan Weber
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