It's that time again, the blues of Christmas pays us a visit yet again
Jingling of the Silver Bells,
The Ever Merry Christmas Elves
An outpour of Jolly housed in a single boot.
A Hanging sock, in colours as shimmers of red and white
Crusty baked cookies laced with a glass full of salvary Milk
Knitting drilled patterns in comfy sweaters made of silk
A ferry ride for all to be up and Merry.
The starry sky of Christmas eve, decorated with crackers of fire, a braided fire of colourful light.
A blessed night when Giggles and Chuckles fill the air
No worries, neither are there any crouching fears
Praises be given to our harbinger of goodnews,the reason of the Christmas
cheers.
Oh! Sweet Melodious tunes,
Thus Silent night,
Thus Holy night,
Glory to the one who never ceases to be adored
With his hysterical laugh, a sleigh and a reindeer
A mythological white bearded fellow steps out to his duty,
Two long scrolls in both hands,
Have you been nice?How naughty have you been?
Against all odds have you been good?Have you been faulty?
Being wired with generosity?Been a grinchy fellow?
He pays accordingly as his gifts voice out a friendly hello.
Listen again, again to the words of my Christmas blues
They pave deep and wild into the heart, more than a few embers to inferno
The greenish Christmas tree with it's coloured hues, hues of red, hues of gold
Words of my Christmas blues.
May ye sing joyously, dance merilly,
But just as the three wise men followed the star towards the king
Offering him the Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh
Follow the Christmas star, partake in his coronation and be ye wisebalso
Thanksgiving be offered unto him, to him all glory and honor
Sing unto him, that he may be glad.
Said a Merry Fellow to a young Lad
These were his words, words of his Christmas blues.
~Anonymous