Christmas
cards are tangling on silver guilt strings
And the
walls are full to dangling with yuletide greetings
The tree
is shedding needles into the shag pile
And late
presents are being unwrapped
By the
children's hopeful eyes
Stars
are shining on the little fir tree
And the
glitter of frost on the pavement
Shows
it’s set to freeze
Cold
enough for mince pies and mulled wine
And part
of me is praying its cold enough
to snow
this time
Credit
cards are ringing to the sound of Christmas tills
Shop
returns are bringing a whole host of extra bills
Santa’s
gone from his grotto, no kids to ply with treats
He’s
busy sucking humbugs
And
stacking up the half price sweets
Stars
are shining on the little fir tree
And the
glitter of frost on the pavement
Shows
it’s set to freeze
Cold
enough for mince pies and mulled wine
And part
of me is praying its cold enough
to snow
this time
In
amongst the wrapping and satsuma peel
Hidden
with all the trappings of yesterday's meal
There’s
a little glimmer from a hopeful thing
On
closer inspection it's a cracker toy
Plastic
heart on a silver ring
The bins
are full to overflowing so I empty them outside
In the
silver moonlight of this boxing night
The
stars glint on the plastic heart I hold in my hand
And the
pavement glitters
As
snowflakes gently land
Stars
are shining on the little fir tree
And the
glitter of frost on the pavement
Shows
it’s set to freeze
Cold
enough for mince pies and mulled wine
And part
of me is praying its cold enough
to snow
this time
