It is in the air,

the aroma of fresh wine

the singing of Yuletide carols

I love this season

when all the streets

are christmasly decorated

When Jesus is the reason

for this festive season

it comes once in a year

the tinkling of bells

the lightening on Christmas trees

as I go to bed every night

the mass choir at

the Old church

lures me to sweet sleep.

with their beautiful carols

everywhere is now foggy

and people's lips are CRACKING

Harmattan is here

bringing us its seasons greetings

Bethlehem is jubilating

and Christians are celebrating

Its Christmas