So many things are now in the past,
And others are now disappearing quite fast;
Carol singing around the streets
Once was a part of Christmas treats,
With groups of children and adults too,
Collecting tins kept firmly in view,
Walking and singing at every door,
As they’d done in the years before,
Now hardly heard, if heard at all,
Singing of Jesus asleep in his stall.
Guy Fawkes Night’s forgotten as well,
No longer to adults and children tell
The story of that plot that failed,
With all the plotters quickly nailed.
“Penny for the guy” isn’t heard today,
Another tradition that’s gone away.
Eating together was once the norm,
And every household, whatever its form,
Sat at the table every night;
Today that isn’t a usual sight,
As most people snack while on the go,
Or while they’re texting, with heads bent low.
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