A Christmas Tree Poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon

Christmas December comes
Everything in market is labeled
Special discounts display on
Packs and boxes of gifts

Colorful nights light up
Children look for Santa Claus
Christmas bazaar invites
Christmas trees as well to be sold

Children want a tree
The price is so high
Last year I knew
Same thing I face now

I gave you what I can
Without a tree for joy
I promised to have one
After the Christmas you can decorate well

End of the fest is this year too
Unsold trees might be expire
As usual will it Market throw
Then, a big tree I can for you

When the people celebrate it in the same day
You can see the culture certainly makes it joy
We are not the same line of such a game
After Christmas see the beauty of our home