ODE: "WHAT I CALL A CHRISTMAS" BY KWABENA

What I call a Christmas,

What I know as yuletide, are

vessel with tank-full of fish meals

served to every tummy on deck.

What I call a Christmas,

What I know as yuletide, are

condos teemed in unmixed hilarity

and leaking bones eradicated by both

progenitors and scions.

What I call a Christmas,

What I know  as yuletide, is

hope granted unto the despaired 

and love accorded the forsaken.

What I call a Christmas,

What I know as yuletide, is

a two-sweetheart entrusting

their unique world in truth

and adoring their adoration.

What I call a Christmas,

What I know as yuletide, is

flourishing see-saw swings with allies

and caress on our four-footed.

What I call a Christmas,

What I know as yuletide, is

we being devoted starlights

Like the aglow child bred for all.

KWAY CHURCHILL-MOMC

- Ghana

The speaker says what the celebration of Christmas oughts to constitutes. He gives that there must be sharing of meals and connection of sincerest hearts in natural love.