Santa baby
Deck the halls
Joy to the world, Fa La La La La
Where is my joy?
I feel so blue.
All the houses are decorated
and the trees all lit up,
I want to crawl under the covers.
Hustle and bustle,
Everyone shopping
Sharing good tidings,
I can't stop crying.
Putting on a smile
for all to see.
If I get it down on paper
It's no longer inside of me,
Screaming to get out.
Silent night,
Holy night,
I pray for relief.
Holy night,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My joy is within me. I am joy. I have my Holy day Holy night. How beautiful!