Christmas Memories

Those Christmases of Old Were much better by Far We never had much Money But we always got By. No expensive Gifts Just little Things A Christmas Stocking A drum made of Tin. A jig saw Puzzle That my mum would Complete A plastic Gun Golden coins that were Sweets. A few new Penny's A colouring Book That my Nan filled In So I never got a Look. Now sadly Today The mystery has Gone Christmas starts in August And just goes on and On Gone is the Magic The expectation the Surprise Christmas is big Business It's become to Commercialized.