Oh what a pleasant day to behold.
A glorious evening in December.
A day we are sure to remember
the nostalgic happy days of old.

Oh what beautiful moments unfold.
The gladdened carol voices raised,
Santa's delights, candle lights of gold,
and renewed moments hardly erased.

Oh what momentous delights abound.
The merriment from hearts well laden with Joy,
children getting amused with each new toy,
thus restoring bliss once lost but found.

Oh what a day to wipe our annual tears,
to bid a short farewell to all our fears,
to replace our worries with Joy and peace,
desiring that they eternally cease.

Oh what a lovely day to keep the streets aglow.
To lighten every alley with lights ever bright,
to illuminate the paths we tread without light.
A rare scene to behold for both the high and low.

Oh what a most pleasant day to reconcile.
A day when the embittered in joyous mood
makes peace with a foe without the slightest guile,
as they laugh and merry with champagne and food.