The next print – me – out poem for festive salubriation. Brighten you outlook with this quick Christmas Tree decorating manifesto.

Santa’s an elusive fellow yet if you do meet him on Christmas Eve you’ll find him a jolly good sort. A print – me – out celebration poem for you.

The ocean’s rarest gift that you may never, ever see.

Red shimmering Rubies match perfect attire.

Emeralds invoke memories together.

The creamy Magnolia flower soothes the psyche gently – an illustrious treasure – the last of this Ode.

The New World is witnessing our yearly floral-feast from the blooming Jacaranda Tree.

Hardy Geraniums – my special bud.