Unfamiliar Christmas

Beauty of December Cause weather is calm and cool When good friends remember, About vinyl from the spool. Joys of Santas’s goodies When we were small back then, Mother and her cookies Six men wiser than a pen. No sweets sold in market Mother made them all, Beating deadline target Before the eve would fall. Tailors were visited by many: Crowds to get their wears, There was mummy and granny, With children under their care. There was a rush of decoration That filled the streets with gay, Choirs practised their rendition Before that Christmas day. Midnight saw costumes parade With lace and trimmings rare Gentlemen suited and booted Walking in style with their pair. Salons too did brisk business Making ladies to look their best, Not to show their riches Only to join the fashion fest. Now a days clothes are ready Bought and to wear Colours are in plenty In online stores everywhere. Christmas tree is ready to use No tedious work to do, No decorations needed Saving an hour or two. No streamers are required All done by lights and beams, Just plug in your connection To a wonderland of dreams. The excitement of decorating Is not there anymore, With children lending a hand Putting up a mistle toe. Cribs too are ready made With lights and Carols too, No mess of straw and sand For a Nativity to construe. Visiting friends and relatives Is a forgotten practice of past, Cause everyone is a distance Greetings are easily podcast. Zoom are now meetings When greetings are exchanged, No sharing of goodies required, Connection still maintained. Ted has gone to Canada, Chris in the UK Mike went off to Australia Jen is the US, far away So, you see we are all scattered to WhatsApp on Christmas day. Christmas has grown unfamiliar To us of the past Its now time for the generation To make up a Christmas caste.