Christmas poem 2

I can hear bells ringing as I walk to the shops,

The houses all have decorations from the ground to the roof,

The shops have put up so many lights there's going to be a power overload,

When I get home I can see our Christmas tree shining like the sun

Christmas Poem

The Christmas holidays, filled with joy.

The sound of carols sung somewhere in the distance.

The tree in the corner is as bright as the sun.

The fruitcake in the oven fills the kitchen with a good smell.

The turkey in the center of the table on Christmas day.