Christmas Decorations

My neighborhood is decorated with festive lights, Large inflatable santas, snowmen, and nativity scenes Glittering plastic icicles drip from front porch eaves, A wide-eyed Martian would wonder what it all means. A Frosty the Snowman, as big as a Greyhound bus, Is bobbing and weaving, to and fro, with dramatic flair There is even a gigantic sleigh with eight huge reindeer On top of a gabled roof, how did they get it up there? Our Central Park is aglow with huge lighted displays Depicting everything that suggests the season’s festivity-- A Christmas village with a group of winter-clad carolers, And live sheep, cattle, and a donkey at a rustic nativity. I am very content with my small Christmas tree -- After all, this year, there’s just I, myself, and me.
written December 20, 2021
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Krutsinger Avatar
December 23, 2021 at 1:18 AM
I love my small tree too Hank; it is what I keep up year round to remind myself to have a bit of Christmas every day!
Hankins Avatar
December 23, 2021 at 8:30 AM
Good. We used to keep a Christmas tree up all year round in our Victorian room at the Bed and Breakfast. I think they did keep their trees up all year. Deb always kept ours up until Easter...mostly because she couldn't bear to take it down!
Baker Avatar
December 21, 2021 at 8:13 AM
I enjoyed your sonnet Milt. Quite the intelligent group you hangout with :-) Your friend at the Soup, Bill
Hankins Avatar
December 21, 2021 at 10:24 AM
Ah, Bill. Took me a while, but I finally got it! Thanks so much. I'm not sure how intelligent, but we're happy together!
La France Avatar
December 20, 2021 at 5:25 PM
Milt, lovely poem, it sounds like a lovely neighborhood but one small Christmas tree is just fine too ~ peace and tranquility _Constance
Hankins Avatar
December 20, 2021 at 6:51 PM
Yeah, well...Constance if anyone knows this, you do. When the light goes out of your life, there simply isn't much left to celebrate. Right?
Cunningham Avatar
December 20, 2021 at 2:04 PM
Love to see them, some folks go all out, I shudder to think what their electric bill will be lol. Tom
Hankins Avatar
December 20, 2021 at 2:23 PM
I have to admit, I enjoy them, and I, too, wonder about their electric bills. I couldn't begin to afford some of these lavish displays.
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