´Twas the day after Christmas
When the clock chimed seven
Hastily I awakened
To watch the sun rise to heaven
Out of bed I flew
There´s tradition to brew
And stills to show
The beautiful view
One click, two
Three too few
That will do
Here they are for you. (Poem by Charie)
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Images by TravelswithCharie
When the clock chimed seven
Hastily I awakened
To watch the sun rise to heaven
There´s tradition to brew
And stills to show
The beautiful view
One click, two
Three too few
That will do
Here they are for you. (Poem by Charie)
*****
Images by TravelswithCharie