Christmas Poem by Minu Jaiswal

December twenty-fifth is approaching,
Santa's horse starts running.
Snow has covered the trees,
Beneath them are green leaves.
X-mas trees bought are tall,
Are now decorated with jingle bells by all.
Cake is being baked in the oven,
Lighted candles design the earth of men.
Christ in church looks very happy,
My cute red dress to be worn is ready.
Pairs of woolen socks acting like postmasters,
Are put under pillows-A childhood habit that one still remembers.
Wishes are made secretly,
Somehow presents are received surprisingly.
All wait for the Christmas Eve,
When partying with friends can never cease.