In general, it’s a weird concept,
To say “time to dress up the house”,
Trying to make the cement sentient,
In order to celebrate the sentiment,
That is Christmas, or perhaps
Another occasion, where merriment
Thrives and with nebulous eyes,
If you look properly, you will see,
That your home gets to dance,
In the party frock, you have bought it.
I’m no different, so I join the throng,
To deck the halls accordingly, and
Make my precious bricks and mortar,
Into something more pertinently beautiful,
So, when I look around, I see that I’m
Lost in familiar surroundings, and with
A warm heart, mind and soul, I look with
Tipsy eyes, watching such a spectacle,
Which is my loving lodging swoon to
The soundtrack of the seasonal feast.