The cool whispers of the air
the chill and breeze of the atmosphere
feel the utmost loving ambiance
A season of memories, joy, and remembrance.
Children running enthusiastically
every place is a place to be
for December comes then one is alone
solitude diminished, he'd feel most at home.
Swirling ribbons, brown paper boxes
sparkling lights shimmers and glosses
red, green, and white combined
The Christmas spirit, pure and divine.
As holiday songs filled our ears
Joyfulness placed the tormenting fears
When a little girl sings her charming song
the bells make sounds, that of a "ding-dong".
Yes, December is finally here
Do not cry, wipe up your tears
for this is the season were everyone smiles
Yes, it is Christmas, relax for awhile.
