201612 Monthly Poem
CHRISTMAS PRESENT
I remember the time we went shopping To a big town called Milton Keynes, It was all decorations and coloured lights And moving snowy scenes.
The noise was really horrendous And people were rushing around Carrying green bags of presents All shouting above the loud sound.
We tried to sit down for a coffee And rest our poor tired feet, But all we could do was stand in a queue Then try to find a spare seat.
We'd soon had enough of the mayhem So we walked miles back to the car, We said we'd never do this again We'll try somewhere else next year.
It use to be nice Christmas shopping Now it's noisy and usually cold, You never will hear the angels sing And find PEACE like the shepherds of old.
So let us rejoice this Christmas And try to bring peace as we're able, Remembering in all our festivities The Christ-child born in the stable. |