His playgroup sports a Christmas Tree
A festive touch that all can see
A gift in hand, perched on a chair
Thomas has a bemused stare.
With a «Ho! Ho!» hood upon his head
Too young to grow a beard, instead
It's commerce more than Faith that trends
Oz tackiness of Christmas spends!
But a greater gift is now in store
Not in a stable born on straw
But a baby sister on her way
Who might appear – on Christmas Day!*
Though apple of his parents' eye
Thomas soon must needs stand by
I wonder how this guy will feel
When he sees the baby's crib for real?
* Isabella was born on 21st December, 2017
(c) Poet in the woods 2017