In the heart of The Bahamas, where the palm trees sway,
And turquoise waters shimmer in December's ray,
There’s a spirit that whispers, soft yet profound,
“Give this Christmas, let love abound.”
Not just in boxes wrapped in ribbons bright,
But in the warmth of kindness, a beacon of light.
For the ones who have less, for the weary and worn,
Let our hands stretch wide, their burdens be borne.
The markets hum with carols, the Junkanoo beats,
Lights twinkle on cottages down sandy streets.
Yet amidst the joy, there are shadows unseen,
Families longing for what Christmas could mean.