Ice and snow and pouring rain,
Looks like Christmas is here again,
Late night shopping and fair ground rides,
Olde Worlde markets with magic delights.
A bustling town with merry people,
Bells chime loudly from the old church steeple.
Decorated shops inviting you in,
So much to choose but where to begin?
The smell of traditional Christmas fayre,
Tempting as it wafts it way through the air,
The Salvation Army Band starts to play,
And Santa's about on his trusty old sleigh.
The look of excitement on every childs face,
A look that all mothers and fathers embrace,
For Christmas is coming it's almost begun,
When families unite for festivities and fun.