Fifth Day Of Christmas - A Poem

Love is like a lullaby

Tucking your soul under the covers,

And Christmas season its pantomime

Bet you know how that delivers.

All your wishes and hopes rush at you

Like wild animals at a rendezvous,

Me sharing chunks of myself,

You, sweeping off your shelf

And not because you have much

Neither I ‘cause I have more.

But Christmas is, I’ve come to realize,

An enthusiastic sing-a-long

And here’s eternally why,

It takes two hearts to raise the chorus:

Merry Christmas!

Eneh