The Week Before Christmas - Poem by Angela Wybrow
Everyone has now decorated their Christmas tree.
The winter weather is now beginning to freeze.
Supermarket queues are getting extremely long.
On radio, being played, are many Christmas songs.
People are attending their works’ festive party;
Filling up on booze, and food, hot and hearty.
Children are happy to have broken up from school,
Which, by them, is thought to be extremely cool.
People are writing their last minute Christmas cards.
Twinkling, coloured lights decorate the front yard.
People are embarking on Christmas gift wrapping;
Stress is kicking in, and there’s now much flapping.
Last minute deliveries are now arriving by post.
Christmas parties are being planned by the hosts.
Santa Claus seems to be everywhere that you go:
Dressed in his bright red suit, calling ‘Ho! Ho! Ho! ’
Carol singers, to people passing by, bring much cheer,
People are stocking up on bottles of fine wine and beer.
The pick of the most popular gifts, has now been sold:
What’s left on the shelves, looks a bit battered and old.
At the post office, they’re queuing right back to the door;
You’re wishing now, that you’d sent all of your cards before.
People are now offering season’s greetings to each other:
To family, friends, neighbours, strangers, and their lovers.
In less than a week, Christmas day will finally be here,
And dear friends and loved ones will all gather near.
Despite all their stress and the cold, wintry weather,
Everyone hopes this will be the best Christmas ever!
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