Welcome to day one of my 12 Stories of Christmas Challenge. If you want to participate, add your story or a link in the comments below. This is a poem I wrote during Covid.
“The Virus That Stole Christmas”
The people on Earth all loved Christmas a lot,
The virus in the air most certainly did not,
It wanted to end all jubilation,
So it plotted to end the celebration,
Through the air it did fly,
A pathogen filling the sky,
The people all took to their home,
Through the malls they could not roam,
In the stores, nothing was bought,
On facebook the people fought,
They fought about wearing masks,
They fought about simple tasks,
The virus was sure it had won,
This Christmas would not be any fun,
But the people are strong,
And for Christmas they long,
The packages still came,
Through the mail just the same,
Though their houses didn’t have room,
They still gathered with friends through zoom,
Though it put up a good fight,
The virus didn’t win that night,
The spirit of Christmas is too firm,
To be taken down by a germ.
I love your germy poem, and that it didn’t win.
The Second Marriage Christmas
“Claude, is your son coming for Christmas?”
“No, Ethel, he’s flying out to his mother’s.”
“My kids are going to their respective in-laws, so we have the day to ourselves.”
“Good, we can watch football all day.”
“You can watch TV. I’ll listen to Christmas music and work on a quilt.”
“Get some junk food, no need to fuss with no one coming over.”
“Maybe I’ll bake some brie. It goes well with my espresso martinis.”
“Don’t forget the beer and chips.”
On December 26 we rehashed past Christmas days and decided this one had been the worst ever.