Member-only story
YES, I KNOW IT’S ALMOST SUMMER
Germany’s Glitter
Germany’s outdoor Christmas markets
There comes a time, each and every year
When Germany brings its Christmas cheer.
At the end of the eleventh month
And on through December
In mostly charming settings
With old buildings made of timber.
Markets serve Glühwein
In lieu of that world-famous brew,
Where folks have not only one hot wine
But more than a few.
There are roasted nuts and sausages,
And even gingerbread Kuchen,
For if you want coffee and cake,
Then you really gotta suchen.
Various stalls sell trinkets
And finely crafted children’s toys,
But beware, I say, the crowds are so big,
You’re sure to hear noise,
Like lots and lots of German chatter:
“Ja, Genau” and “Ach so,”
Music such as choir singing
And even decorative lights that glow.
It’s big business for that food and drink
And all those nutcrackers being sold,
But that’s all right because it’s a tradition
That really is so old.
And all the tourists will jabber on
About how it’s a grand old time.
Enchanting German Christmas markets —
They’re utterly sublime.
