Festive Pictures

Should the summising of happy never change

Be it what still remains be the stain

On the carols we sung of better days

For no pain be pleasure without the rain

These happy faces we see in our plates

Around this table that be serving cheer

When the silent night

Was of nervous anticipation

For even without a chimney present

Should what we wish

When we cannot get to sleep

Be a pleasing sight when reaching its destination

Little eyes open even before the sunrise

See the excitement of life in their eyes

Upon the bed do they jump with anticipation

For parents it be the perfect destination.

Christmas be the festival of festive feats

A festivus of the rest of us

Those grouchy grinches