Thanksgiving is now over
And holidays take another turn
We drag out those Christmas lights
For we all love to see them burn
Don’t you enjoy traditions?
They sure do take us back
Passed down to generations
Like Santa’s Christmas snack
Brilliant lights are everywhere
At home and in the stores
They glisten and they sparkle
While we do our shopping chores
They are even strung across
Busy streets in town
Music blends in everywhere
Oh, I love that Christmas sound
It’s a time when little children
Try so hard not to get in fights
Their behavior starts to change
Seeing those Christmas Lights!
With my grandchildren it is more that they worry that Santa won't bring them any presents if they are not good. Ha! Yes, somehow all those lights seem to light us all up as well, and I do agree that the shopping is horrendous. I cannot believe that people can eat all the food that they pile into their trolleys. Very well said piece. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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