Christ is enough for my Christmas,
Despite the joy in Bahamas...
christmas joy
fills the air...
The alarm clock rang
and i sprung out of bed...
Ding dong merrily on high
Christmas cakes and mince pies...
'Tis the season to be jolly
And jolly I shall be...
During this time of the year
There is joy that fills the air...
Somber sweet
December breeze...
I saw the face
of the Madonna weeping...
A twinkle in the dead of night
caused light through my bedroom drape...
When Santa comes to visit it,
the clouds up high begin to knit...
*A poem written way back December 2005. Grade 6...
Christmas is GIVING...
Covid - 19 has
Hindered everybodies...