In the sweetness of an evening Tree green towers in the square Looking down with admiration On the city with bold stare Friends it is with myriad lights Crowds of people, you and I Buses, cars, and lions too Passing, rushing in the gloom Immigrated to U. K. Tree became a gift who dared London is its place of rest After travels, doubt, distress High up, torn by windy blows Tree sees city’s hope thus grow As it’s nearing Christmas time Stirring feelings most sublime Cold and lonely in the square Tree keeps heart that glows with flame Quietly it sends us all Wishes merry, full of hope It wants well for all of us Those who live here and who pass It sees colours that we have All the beauty that we share When you pass it hear it whisper: “Merry, merry, merry Christmas!” 🎄🎄🎄 ❦ Dedicated to all those who made London their home, like the tree. You’re brave! ❤️