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Christmas
three sixty five days
fifty two weeks
twelve months but non to compare December
the month of joy and laughter
with child singing Christmas songs
celebrating the Lord's birth
with enough to eat and drink
good tidings and happiness it brings
jumping juveniles
giggling gung all round
building buildings of palm front house
dancing round houses as Christmas light shines
tall trees in some houses
Santa clause in some countries
and my favorite period
is the harmattan season
when sun comes in the morning
and comes cold at night
no rain like everything is perfect
not too hot nor cold
rather hot for some period and cold later on
it's great to see children running
running all white after Sandy plays
and elders waging after them with lips
oh! tiny little one
all white after bath
from Sandy play
outcome of harmattan
I love it when i sit under tall and big trees
yet cold at night
singing alright
till it's morning bright
a joyous time
I pray this season never comes to an end
a time not to cold or hot
neither is't lukewarm
this harmattan season
what is't like for you?
hot or cold?
or lukewarm?
copyright IyetiriBlessing
© All Rights Reserved
fifty two weeks
twelve months but non to compare December
the month of joy and laughter
with child singing Christmas songs
celebrating the Lord's birth
with enough to eat and drink
good tidings and happiness it brings
jumping juveniles
giggling gung all round
building buildings of palm front house
dancing round houses as Christmas light shines
tall trees in some houses
Santa clause in some countries
and my favorite period
is the harmattan season
when sun comes in the morning
and comes cold at night
no rain like everything is perfect
not too hot nor cold
rather hot for some period and cold later on
it's great to see children running
running all white after Sandy plays
and elders waging after them with lips
oh! tiny little one
all white after bath
from Sandy play
outcome of harmattan
I love it when i sit under tall and big trees
yet cold at night
singing alright
till it's morning bright
a joyous time
I pray this season never comes to an end
a time not to cold or hot
neither is't lukewarm
this harmattan season
what is't like for you?
hot or cold?
or lukewarm?
copyright IyetiriBlessing
© All Rights Reserved
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