<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=571277" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Scents Of Christmas' Past</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When just a small girl, I seem now to remember when, <br>There was a special scent of Christmas in our home, <br>How the Christmas evergreen’s pine perfume, <br>Room to room, would seem to roam.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even sounds seemed different back then, <br>Then they do somehow today, <br>Don’t know if it’s because I’ve grown accustom to them, <br>Not filled with that child-like excitement, <br>In my remembered, childhood Christmas way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe it’s because the nest is empty now? <br>Of my children’s laughter and joy, <br>Somehow that’s what Christmas Day sounds should be, <br>Filled up with little children, <br>All playing with their Christmas toys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So when on Christmas morning, <br>As they all would rise, <br>They’d all run down to view the miracle, <br>Of Santa’s Clauses’ big surprise. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then mom would brew some hot cocoa up, <br>Float some tiny marshmallows on their tops, <br>And every child would place their presents aside for awhile, <br>While they drank up every luscious drop.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then all the relatives would arrive, <br>And share in the Christmas feast mom always had, <br>This is what I remember <br>All the joy the scents of Christmas<br>That always made me glad. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By: Linda Winchell<br>Copyright: 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Linda+Winchell">Linda Winchell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=571277" data-title="Scents Of Christmas' Past de Linda Winchell" data-description="When just a small girl, I seem now to remember when, There was a special scent of Christmas in our home, How the Christmas evergreen’s pine perfume, Room to room, would seem to roam. Even sounds seemed different back then, Then they do some..."></div> </div> </div>

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