A romantic Christmas poem.

Here we are about to celebrate our twelfth Christmas morn.

And I’m still thanking your parents for the day you were born.

When it comes to people I would rather be spending it with, there are none.

Because, when it comes to who I want to spend the holidays with, you’re the only one.

Here we are, about to celebrate our twelfth holiday season together after eleven before.

And I can’t wait to celebrate many more.

Because when it comes to seeing the rest of my life’s web get spun

There’s nobody else I want to be with; you’re the only one.

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