Christ born in Christmastide,
Magi become bowers,
A dozen sunrises in twelvetide,
Sparkling flame tree towers,
Tapering the sky with glares.
Yum vogues in yuletide,
Nativity scenery stares,
Garlands hand loosely,
Sleigh bells jingle loudly,
Noel Noel Noel.
And Angels acclaim
The praise of the brightest tide.
Tide Of Tides
Boluwatife Anuoluwa
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 12/31/2019
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