The mask of Christmas </spanThe mask of Christmas I would take the sight of delicate snowflakes that fell gracefully on the fragile snow The elegant robins that perched on a quaint window seel The vibrant,decorated christmas tree that lay alone in the voice less living room I would take the smell of rich mulled wine The apple pie slowly crisping to perfection in the oven A bunch of cinnamon sticks that hanged on an edge of a branch on an emerald christmas tree I would take the taste of spongy christmas pudding that melts in your mouth The satisfaction of enjoying the tender turkey as if I was in heaven And the sweet tingling flavour of the peppermint stipes on my tongue I would take the sound of the crunched snow beneath my feet the sound of simmering warm soup on the stove and the sound of overexcited children slurping into hot chocolate >

I would take the sight of delicate snowflakes that fell gracefully on the fragile snow 

The elegant robins that perched on a quaint window seel 

The vibrant,decorated Christmas tree that lay alone in the voice less living room 

I would take the smell of rich mulled wine 

The apple pie slowly crisping to perfection in the oven 

A bunch of cinnamon sticks that hanged on an edge of a branch on an emerald Christmas tree 

I would take the taste of spongy Christmas pudding that melts in your mouth 

The satisfaction of enjoying the tender turkey as if I was in heaven 

And the sweet tingling flavour of the peppermint stripes on my tongue 

I would take the sound of the crunched snow beneath my feet the sound of simmering warm soup on the stove and the sound of overexcited children slurping into hot chocolate