Deep within a snowy forest
Where none of us can see
Live tiny Christmas Angels
Who decorate each tree.
With just a tiny flutter
Of a golden gilded wing
The landscape is transformed
As sparkling snow they bring.
Each branch is gently covered
With glistening flakes of white
Sprinkled then with silver flecks
They work throughout the night.
Then comes the morning slowly
For all of us to see
This lovely Christmas wonderland
They've made for you and me!
Written By Charlotte Anselmo
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