It washes over us
Like the tide over sand
Winters onset chill in the air
Crisp fresh mornings frost on the ground
Warmth of breath spirals afore
Decorations set in place
Trees laden with tinsel spring up fast
Xmas is coming santa is on his way
Children excited presents to bare
Carols sang loudly Xmas hits blast loud
Shops full too bursting
People throng and harass
Spirit of uletide a wash on thier face
It washes over the world as a whole
The spirit of Christmas and the Lords holy prayer
No matter your country, religion or creed
We all celebrate something at this time of year.

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