The Pre-Winter Construct Cup

Oh Christmas Tree

Oh Christmas tree, symbol of holiday cheer,
Is replete with joyous colour.
It glows with gentle shimmering.
Tables hold milk and cookies
Only ones that are palatable;
Others were tossed...
Their burnt aroma still hangs around.
Chimneys are turned off
As mother herds us upstairs.
It's up to bed for you, they say
And we obey, reluctantly.
When huddled under covers
We whisper among each other
Santa really coming?
Will there be any snow?
But soon whispers slip away
And sleep does find us there
Sugar plums start dancing through our heads
All falls winter silent.
As Eve turns into Day.

Day 19 ▼

Theme: Christmas - any aspect thereof
Words to use: palpable, replete, whisper, symbol
Forbidden words: the, of, a, for, an, to, I, you, me, from, in, and

The Christmas tree, a symbol of holiday cheer,
Is replete with joyous colour.
It glows with a gentle shimmer.
On the table mother has put out milk and cookies
The only ones that are palatable;
The rest we had to toss...
Their burnt aroma still hangs in the air.
Father turns the chimney off
As mother herds us up the stairs.
It up to bed for you, they say
And we obey, reluctantly.
When we are huddled in our beds
We whisper to and fro
Is Santa really coming?
Will there be any snow?
But soon the whispers slip away
And sleep does find us there
Visions of sugar plums start dancing through our heads
And all the world falls winter silent.
As the Eve turns into Day.

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