Christmas Time Poem by Paul Moosberg

We paint the house, myself and spouse, with things we both enjoy.
As hanging lights, at glance delight, we plan and then deploy.
We sing with beat, of Christmas treats, our steps will dance with joy.
Our hearts explore, we can’t ignore, the love and care and toys.

To shop the sales, in malls and mail, and find some nice décor.
To wait in line, and spend the time, with bales of gifts galore.
Again it goes, apply the bows, to presents all adore.
Enthralled with tags, on box or bag, our gifts rely on stores.

As Christmas falls, with gifts at malls, a tree and lights to blend.
The point my friend, is in the end, our hearts we must extend.

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Christmas Time (Sonnet Version)

We paint the house, myself and spouse, with things
we both enjoy. As hanging lights, at glance
delight, we plan and then deploy. We sing
with beat, of Christmas treats, our steps will dance

with joy. Our hearts explore, we can’t ignore,
the love and care and toys. To shop the sales,
in malls and mail, and find some nice décor.
To wait in line, and spend the time, with bales

of gifts galore. Again it goes, apply
the bows, to presents all adore. Enthralled
with tags, on box or bag, our gifts rely
on stores. As Christmas falls, with gifts at malls,

a tree and lights to blend. The point my friend,
is in the end, our hearts we must extend.