A Victorian Christmas

Out in the streets, A Church bell cries Under a misletoe, A couple shares a delightful surprise Marking the advent of dusk Streetlights ignite Flaunting the excitements Of the christmas that lies A family joins around the christmas tree, Ready to enjoy their company on this charming eve Handmade gifts light jubilant smiles Changing time on tiny sun dials Laughs and smiles come to a subtle end Midnight approaches, but night can’t kill the Christmas trend A Christmas morning awaits So does a grand feast at the nights haste All await Night finally falls on the long awaited Christmas Children rush under the rousing tree Christmas crackers, gilded walnuts, paper flowers what could it possibly be? A eloquent dinner table lays in its glory Flavors united concealed in a sheet like nori In the core of the table, A delightful bird lays Turkey, goose, sprouts or mince What more could you want of this beautiful graze? Out in the streets, A silent night it is Carolers knock on doors giving dusk a little biz Gathering the Holy people ‘oh it is A Victorian Christmas Light and cozy A home decorated oh so homey A Victorian Christmas Poetry Contest Entry Sponsor: Daniel Caplin