Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Christmas Story

A forester and his child had entered the city wrapped in shawl winter.
The child sticks his forehead on the toys shop window.
Behind him, the poor father does not know what to say.
Father and son, then singing from house to house until midnight.
Son and father hand in hand back on the snowed track by the house in the forest.
- Daddy, do you think the bright stars are higher than the pine trees?
The child forgot the toys store, the large carrousel in the market, all the city.
He was with his father.

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