All About Christmas

Snow flakes

                cookies

                                and cakes.

Pretty lights

                and

                                cold wintery nights.

The Christmas tree

                                is clad in decorations

                ready for many

                                celebrations.

It’s Christmas time.

In a wonderland

                that is so fine.

There’s children’s laughter

                                and

grown-up spirits thereafter.

Commercially

                this is great,

                                but,

here’s what I really want

                to state.

The adults gather for hot

toddies in one room with joy

                while,

the youngsters sneak peeks,

trying to discover a much wanted toy.

                But.

The wrapping paper

                is much too stout.

So, they can’t figure

                any of it out.

“There is no Santa Clause!”

                one cries with a toss.

All of a sudden, at the door,

                there is a noisy rumble.

In bursts a fat man in red,

                with a stumble.

His face is as crimson as

                Rudolph’s beak.

The children all

                run to his feet.

The fat man leans

to give one a hug.

The child makes a face

                and cries,

                                “Santa’s been sipping the jug!”