Another day has dawned, all wet and grey,
but pure bliss to everything that needs water to stay.
One month to Christmas, the buzz has begun,
The cars rushing by, the people now run.
The Silly Season? I disagree,
A time for family, friends, laughter and glee.
The presents, I have already wrapped with love,
A golf shirt, golf balls and even a glove.
Counting the days now, till Santa arrives,
the shopping centers now looking like many bee hives.
Off to Swaziland, we as a family shall go,
Christmas is always so much fun, that we all know.
This Christmas our new members to join us, like Kev and Carter,
dear Norman we shall miss you, forever and ever after.
A very dear man, so honest, good and true,
your great grandson will be our new Baby Blue.
Christmas day will arrive, our family will ignite,
Dear Aunty Amy as Santa, little ones faces alight.
My precious grand daughter Taylor, will be bouncing for joy,
as she giggles and wriggles, opening each and every toy.
The Gangys all sitting, watching families delight,
we as Gangys all know, it is the most wonderful sight.
Names being called, bright presents handed out,
we clap, we shrill, this is what our morning is all about.
Christmas lunch is served, we know that we are blessed,
we take our seats, we pray, we are all festively dressed.
Good Lord, we thank you, for memories such as these,
at night we go slumber but first to our knees.
How precious is Christmas, let's see it that way,
the heartfelt love is there, at the end of the day.
Never take for granted this time of the year,
Put on your Christmas spirit and go forth in cheer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
a v nice poem...it really brings us back to life during such festive seasons......