A white covering of snow,
Or bright blue sky,
Huddled by a fire,
Or laying on a beach.
It's the last time of the year,
For celebrating the good,
And presenting the gifts,
Chosen with care.
Sitting with the family around the table.
Piled high with food,
A mouth-watering feast,
And delicious desserts.
Stories told,
Laughter shared,
Baubles glisten,
And the crib begins to fill.
It's the time of year,
When young and old unite,
And witness the joy on faces,
Enjoying the Christmas season.
