Women Wordsmiths And Christmas By Anshuparni Biswas

SANTA’S CAROL

The fruity blossom blew in the air The school children knew it’s winter; Warmth of sweater came through the hands of mother- Tiffin boxes shared the joy one after another.

Class monitor stepped forward as a powerful orator Something sparked in the little eyes like the excitement of a creator; It’s time to decorate the Christmas tree with all tiny lives- Before our beloved Santa arrives.

Before the jingle bells Before the Christmas carols, Before sharing the pudding Before Santa’s stake of alluring, Before celebrating the twenty fourth eve- Spreading the joy and love knotting down the threads of weave.

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