greet us on every hand.
I think it’s time we all rebelled
and let sense take a stand.
In olden days, a card was made
by one, to give another.
A special thing, a work of love
to give a dad or mother,
sibling, friend or relative
or possibly a lover.
Now cards are often ‘tit-for-tat’
dispatched with little thought,
‘cept moaning about postage
which costs more than it aught!
And presents? Well, a nightmare!
for costs get out of hand;
children want the ‘latest thing’
to hit the adverts stand.
Here’s to a different Christmas,
where love, not money rules.
Do Have A Happy Yule!