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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.
Copyright ©
Trevor Dsouza
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