Author | Mrunalini Nimbalkar

Poetry is like meditation.i am a animal lover ( including humans ) ,like to be one with nature ,a collector of all things good ...to be continued !

Poetry

Father Christmas. With the advent of Noel , the dusting of the tottering white is a welcome sight . when the Elves are at work and the stardust becomes a thick white blanket , from Lapland in his toboggan in the dreamy , frosty December, through the chimney's down comes Santa for him and her. With a token of love in every action , Reaching out at every junction, Giving presents galore with gregarious hugs , spreading smiles manifesting love , hope and more . Father Christmas has a lot in store ! The Yule tree shines bright in all its finery , Bedecked shimmering baubles and the tinsels , the mittens and the Holly , Imbuing time to be Jolly . Elaborate, aromatic spreads , from eggnog to gingerbreads, The delicious plum cake or the turkey bake ! Folks merried and gleed , A feast indeed ! The jingle bells and the Carolling adding the musical touch. Why ride the clutch? Bring in the best for the Christmas fest ! The reason for the season is the divine warmth , swooning away the gloom and zwart . Gracing the world , Angels playing cupid with wing and prayer, spreading love in the air. So when it's Christmas in all its glory , make merry my friend for its just so fair !

10,December,2020 by Mrunalini Nimbalkar

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