A New Christmas Tradition, a poem by Eleanor, 13

Singing, dancing, musical instruments playing,
The season of joy, and of red and green
Every year at Wes we do a magical Christmas show,
the spirit is filled with songs, performances,
and instruments blasting through the gym
The carols begin, the echoes chime in,
the trumpets play and the clarinets follow
everything is in sync, everything is perfect
Things have changed things are not the same,
the new Christmas tradition was on zoom,
glitches occurred, but we made it work,
sound squeaked,
Echoed
and yelped
but we made it work,
we made it work, like we did in the years past,
we made it work in a new Christmas tradition.