The bells are a tolling,
A little babe is brought into this world,
In a celebration,
Amidst the haystack,
The animals grazing.
A child born to poverty,
Risen to lead the world as a King,
The King of Nazareth is He.
A tale of when Christmas was born,
An intrigue every year-round,
Wide eyed shoppers and Santas
We come upon,
With mistletoes waiting to be hung,
And the twinkling of bright lights
Are set upon,
Tresses of pine trees.
Hey Santa, Santarina, wear your red boots,
Santa has a present in his sack for you too.
Hey Teresa, wear your party clothes,
For Christmas has come around this year too,
In gay welcoming and passions,
Acted by children,
In churches dressed in white and gold,
Resembling little angels
Of the Lord.
Jesus, he smiles as he says adieu to his last year,
Of the years his age is so.
For this Christmas he is coming,
For your sake and mine,
With presents and gifts of love sublime.
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE.
Shobana Gomes lives in sunny Malaysia. She believes that poetry is a culmination of heart and soul. Therein she finds her peace and inspiration. She advocates that life is a gift and believes that every person has a right to freedom. You can follow her on her social media pages or visit her blog SIMPLY SHOBANA to read her work.
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