Once I dreamt of a wonderful cottage
A cottage surrounded by snow.
It is my home in green valley
A place that people will never know.
Amidst tall fir trees in a pine forest
Lies my home in solitude.
Besides the snow flows a river
where trees are in multitude.
Intoxicated by the fragrance of daffodils
Have I lost my senses? Have I lost myself?
It's heaven on earth says the mighty beholder
A rare creation, a mystery in itself.
As i tread along the pathway, a music rings in my ears
On my way I meet the bard of Avon, thy say it was a pleasure to hear.
Not very far I see the angels dancing
Santa has come here too
"It is a Carol in wilderness", exclaims the fairy
Rejoicing in joy as she flew.
Once I dreamt of a wonderful cottage
A cottage surrounded by snow.
It is my home in green valley
A place that people will never know.

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