It’s hard to be cheerful with all the bad news,
of covid mutations, and now flooding too.
Our hospitals struggling with many more cases,
wards overrun, despair in their faces.
But here, in the gloom of our village street,
a solitary Christmas tree lit up a treat!
Not put away with the tinsel and cards,
but flashing bright in a dark winter yard.
Bombarded with problems, shut in at home,
in darkness and rain, unable to roam,
we need a reminder that all is not lost;
we will get through, despite the high cost.
This little tree shines in the morning air,
flashing its message: Throw out despair.
Life is not finished if you can have fun,
make people laugh, and the spirit has won.
January 2021