Yuletide brings us hope, for the year to come
We'll say our goodbyes to the times that were sad
And bid fond farewells, to those we have lost
But never forget your personal year
The laughter, the joy, the odd salty tear
Kitchen mayhem, such wondrous smells
Winter winds be bashing
A welcome fire's a' roaring
As we warm our nose and toes
Whilst dogs snooze at our feet
Chocolate treats and nifty swifters
Icicle decs and roadside gritters
Angels on high, look down from above
Crackers and nutshells, the odd turtle dove
Remember Our Lord,
And give praise this Yuletide