There were ribbons and jingles and all things that glitter.
The hashtags were spun by the wordsmiths with care,
About French hens and partridges in trees bearing pear.
The Tweeters were nestled all snug in their apps,
Filling the timeline with Christmassy snaps.
With the kids on the couch and the baby in his wrap,
And me taking time out, while he has his nap,
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But smiling avatars full of Christmas cheer.
So to each one and all, on this cold Christmas Eve,
Take time to share joy, and above all... Believe!
