Treasure Island

Leah Michelle Ellis


A Christmas Poem


The wind blows gently.
There is a cheer in the air and feeling of warmth.
This is the time of chills and thrills.
When families gather together in joy.
Telling tales of fear and adventure by the fire.
All hearts aglow with the spirit of the season.
What more could I say?
Is there anymore reason?
So jump right in!
Come along!
Sing a hymn!
And listen for those sleigh bells ringing!
Happy Holidays!

Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2014
Edited: Friday, March 28, 2014

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  • John Westlake (4/27/2014 12:37:00 AM)

    While your timing is chronologically incorrect, the poem is very good. Perhaps Christmas is your favourite time of year? ? All the same, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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