Janine O'Callaghan Poems

Our family was gathered at the table;
pale moon was softly shining through the trees.
We listened to the story of the stable,
around our home there was a gentle breeze.
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The time has come, the old clock said, to say goodnight and go to bed.
Saint Nicholas is on his way with gifts and goodies on his sleigh.
He wants to know if you've been good and played at being Robin Hood?
The poor defending.
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Stars and lights on Christmas trees are common sights I know.
But I saw something wonderful - the sky was all a-glow.
I heard the sounds of little bells, the stars were all a-glitter.
And dancing through the Milky Way? Faeries with wings a-flitter.
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