The sun is shining 
The grass is green 
The orange and palm trees sway. 
I've never seen such a day 
In Beverly Hills LA. 
But it's December the 24th 
And I am longing to be up North. 
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas 
Just like the ones I used to know. 
Where the treetops glisten, 
And children listen 
To hear sleigh bells in the snow. 
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas 
With every Christmas card I write. 
May your days be merry and bright. 
And may all your Christmases be white.
1 comment:
We had fog and a light breeze this Christmas... that's almost like snow.
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