’Tis Christmas time and snowing!
Snowflakes on trees are hanging;
Birds aren’t found to be singing;
The white snow keeps on falling.
A moon is full and peeping;
The temperature’s freezing;
The pine and fir are glistening;
The white snow keeps on falling.
Yet, one tree in the clearing;
A snow-white dress is wearing;
And decorations bearing,
As white snow keeps on falling,
Gets chosen to be Christmas tree!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem