That just about wraps it up for Christmas

The tinsels wrapped,
The presents stacked,
The baubles packed away.
The twinkling lights,
Are dark at night,
The angel folds her wings.
The holly flops,
The needles drop,
The tree consigned to fire.
The house looks bare,
But never fear,
It won't seem very long,
Until the long days shorten,
And the tinsels out again.