Yuletide, a poem by Saanvi Patra at Spillwords.com

Yuletide

Yuletide

written by: Saanvi Patra

 

Each snowflake gently falls;
weaving a white bed of perfection.
Around the mistletoe,
people rejoice, hoping the unexpected happens.

The young children think,
about St. Nicks’s laughter and his rosy red cheeks,
hoping he gives them;
not coal, what they seek.

Church bells ring,
the carolers wearing scarfs and snow boots sing;
a few stumble and lyricize wrong,
but that doesn’t let the Christmas spirit go less strong.

Children run collecting pinecones in hand,
Fir trees set up with nitid ornaments;
and the golden star up high, in contrast.

Mothers serving plum cake,
whilst giving their children;
carte blanche to commemorate this joyous day.

Alas, the night,
where everyone is convened;
Pulchritudinous presents aesthetically arranged,
all the smiles and laughter.
Yuletide.

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