I climbed the stairs, dust fills the air,
A world forgotten, with mysteries to share.
The door creaks open, an ancient sound,
Attic of memories, treasures abound!
Stacked-up boxes, secrets untold,
Glimmers of the past, moments of gold!
In this magic attic, time stands still,
Happy memories, Christmas brings a thrill.
Each ornament whispers, a love story bright,
Endless nostalgia, a warm, shining light!
Golden garlands, stars from the past,
Faded photographs, smiles that last.
Snowmen in scarves, made from soft wool,
Wooden sleds carry, tales that are full.
The past reawakens, in every nook,
Ancient melodies, play on my hook!
In this magic attic, time stands still,
Happy memories, Christmas brings a thrill.
Each ornament whispers, a love story bright,
Endless nostalgia, a warm, shining light!
Silver bells ringing, without a sound,
Melted-down candles, no longer found.
Letters to Santa, with faded ink,
Childhood dreams linger, never to sink!
The scent of pine, fills up the space,
Laughter from yesterdays, returns with grace!
In this magic attic, time stands still,
Happy memories, Christmas brings a thrill.
Each treasure holds stories, like none ever told,
Endless nostalgia, emotions unfold!
Crystal baubles, reflect other days,
Colorful ribbons, spark joy in new ways.
Paper angels guard, moments so dear,
Stockings all stitched, with memories near.
Magic is reborn, in every find,
Hearts beat stronger, with memories entwined.
In this magic attic, time stands still,
Happy memories, Christmas holds a thrill.
Each treasure evokes, a world so divine,
Endless nostalgia, a gift that will shine!
Beneath the dim light, of an old lantern,
I relive the parties, of winters long gone.
In this refuge, where time feels right,
Christmas lives on, in dust and in light!
Shh-shh, tick-tock,
Crick-crack, knock-knock!
Beneath the dim light, of an old lantern,
I relive the parties, of winters long gone.
In this refuge, where time feels right,
Christmas lives on, in dust and in light!
Shh-shh, tick-tock,
Crick-crack, knock-knock!
