A Shakespearian Christmas Sonnet

A sonnet written in the master’s voice. Helped a bit by AI.

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Of Christmas, I shall sing in sonnet form,
In Shakespeare’s tongue, with fourteen lines to charm.
The season’s joy, the warmth of love and light,
The carols sung, the candles burning bright.

The trees adorned with ornaments and tinsel,
The stockings hung, the gifts that make us grin.
The snow that falls, the children’s laughter heard,
The peace on earth, the goodwill to all men.

The story of a babe in manger laid,
The shepherds’ awe, the wise men’s gifts so rare.
The star that shone, the angels’ song so sweet,
The hope and love that filled the chilly air.

So let us raise our voices high and sing,
Of Christmas joy and love that it doth bring.

Merry Christmas!

(A poem from the Wolrad collection #271)