But his list was already as long as a kangaroo’s tail, and he wanted everything on it.
Then Jeremy stopped by a lamp on the street, a lamp wrapped with holly and snow. He stood and looked in the window nearby. There he saw an old lady, a lady alone in the soft yellow light, a lady with no list and no one to love on Christmas Eve.
A tear came to Jeremy’s eye that night. The lady alone had no Christmas tree,no gifts in the corner wrapped in bright-colored paper, no wreaths or cones or candy canes. No children to sing and clap their hands, no laughter or feasting or fun.
(to be continued ) sorry I couldn’t right much but i have to go to are show now. Bye love you guys