Introduction

I saw an ad for a Christmas CD on TV.

We haven't even tricked or treated yet.

Santa has booked his flight.

It's Nearly Christmas

I write this in September
And I can already see my breath,
Because the temperatures are falling
To fifty degrees or less;
There are dew-drenched mornings
And skies are turning gray;
Next thing there'll be snowdrifts
Just right for a sleigh.

In stores, they're ready for Halloween,
With pumpkins on display;
After October 31,we'll count the days
To shop 'til Kris Kringle Day;
Just when I thought the craze was over,
The presents were stashed away,
Alas! I hear Santa "ho-hoing,"
It's nearly Christmas Day.

Christmas is a magic time,
Is there any doubt?
But I'm going to need a therapist
To get my anxieties out!
The sugarplums might be dancing,
But they're messing up my mind;
The silver bells don't do much
To help me to unwind.

September comes and October goes,
November is just a glance;
Once again, there'll be invitations
For another holiday dance;
I'll decorate the Christmas tree
With icicles, stars, and lights;
I'll need a ton of eggnog
If I'm to get through this night!

Copyright; Joel Bjorling
Email: bjorling@galesburg.net