Its here -
I can feel it; I can see it in my rear.
Too strong to shoo it away;
It comes closer day by day.
It stares at me - throws me its warmth look;
Its mere presence poke me even in my nook.
My soul is not even ready for this - yet;
I am not buying this sudden turn; I fret!
People started to talk about this;
Some get cheery and think that this is bliss.
I look at one corner;
Thinking, if only I can handle this much better.
Yes, its getting so near;
Kids love it so dear.
You can see it in their faces;
They're excited and hop to different places.
Oh dear!
I am telling you, Christmas is here.
