Collage #54

It’s six months away

But never too early

To think about Christmas

I hope Christmas won’t close

As Mama’s cardio cinemas

For that will be too sad

Santa’s got to ride his sleigh

And go down the many chimneys

He’ll just have to wear a mask

Like Milli and me

We will watch for you, Santa

And wave to you from afar

We love to hear your laugh

Ho Ho Ho rung through the land

I hope you’ll never be furloughed

The job of bringing joy and laughter

To boys and girls, big and small

Is forever essential

I’ll say

I hope Christmas won’t close

Hope

There is a thing called Hope

That I pray will never die

Hope is a gift

That will help us survive

When we think we’re drowning

Hope lets us feel alive

When darkness descends

Hope tells us the light will soon arrive

Hope pulls us from despair

When we think we are beyond repair

Hope holds us up

Proud and strong

Hope guides us along

On a road filled with challenges

Hope keeps us going

To a future full of promises

We’ll find the words

And shall be heard

We’ll spread the kindness

For a better world to come

When we call for Hope

We know we are not alone

Come stand by Hope

And together we’ll conquer stormy fears