How Fast The Time Goes Poem by Paul Reed

The aisles are full of fluffy snowmen
Village scenes under glass
That snow when you shake them
Until the storms pass,

Electric candles with conspicuous wires
That only give them away,
Or glow-in the-dark signs
‘Hooray - It's Christmas Day';

Trees with unlikely branches
Set at regimented angles
Not natural-looking at all
Just for baubles and dangles;

Boxes of powdery snow
For throwing at spruce and fir
Selection boxes with chocolates
They couldn't sell the rest of the year;

Bare-branched modernistic contraptions
With decoration cut to the bone
Toy trains that race around and around in circles
To destinations unknown;

Reindeers that burst into song
When you push a certain button
Cotton wool to wrap around things
Lambs from last year's mutton;

All these things raise the spirits
And bring back those Yuletide glows
Is it really a year since the last one?
It's here again, how fast the time goes.