The British Royal Family - Pattern Poem with Love

       The Christmas Lamp

Oh! The Days and nights of December,

A time for all of us, to truly rejoice together,

And think of the cash, and gifts we will surrender;

Those twenty-four days leading up to Christmas;

The maddening crowd around, rushing for a minibus,

And why must people everywhere, make this annual fuss!

Merry Christmas, rings out, and a Prosperous New Year!

Electronic voices in the open air, echoing the Yuletide cheer.

Christmas season, has come indeed, and is silent as the night

With so many beautiful trees, all decorated with bulbs that light,

Like those crystal chandeliers, they all twinkle dazzlingly bright.

Love the day is peaceful now, for folks are not walking aimlessly

About. No jostling on the streets, no mobile sellers shouting out.

Yea, you are quite right, malls are in a slump, but cash registers

Really do resemble a camel's hump to the gaiety of the merchants,

Not eating chum or rump.

So folks are at home

With their families

And presents beneath

The tree so full of lights

Now they have done the

Annual shopping spree,

Sing in rhymn and dance

All in their joyful jubilee.

And Church bells calling

The people to a midnight

Mass, as those voices sing

Soprano, tenor with bass

"The First Noel" among social

Class, Mankind of all colours

Praising Our Father and Creator

For the Immaculate Conception of the

Blessed Virgin Mary, the Mother of Jesus Christ.

And Her Magisty Queen Elizabeth two on British Throne

Her message of good cheer, love and hope just like her dad

King George Sixth did with firm determination he kept the flag

For us all and his voice flowed from north, south, east and west

So this our British Royal Family with poise and decorum we adore

Paterika Hengreaves

(Patricia Hendy)