William Topaz McGonagall

Edinburgh / Scotland
William Topaz McGonagall
Edinburgh / Scotland
Explore Poems GO!

A Tale Of Christmas Eve

Rating: 2.8
'Twas Christmastide in Germany,
And in the year of 1850,
And in the city of Berlin, which is most beautiful to the eye;
A poor boy was heard calling out to passers-by.
"Who'll buy my pretty figures," loudly he did cry,
Plaster of Paris figures, but no one inclined to buy;
His clothes were thin and he was nearly frozen with cold,
And wholly starving with hunger, a pitiful sight to behold.

And the twilight was giving place to the shadows of approaching night,
And those who possessed a home were seeking its warmth and light;
Read More
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS
Mahtab Bangalee 23 June 2020
Beautiful Tale of Christmas Eve Christmas comes always with greatest blessings to all- such as- And his brother, mother, and sisters had a happy Christmas eve; And he thanked the crowd and God that to him the money sent, .......superb poem is shared
0 0 Reply
Ratnakar Mandlik 15 September 2019
A marvelous Christmas story related to a poor child and his struggle for survival and ultimate Christmas gifts showered on him.
0 0 Reply
Walterrean Salley 27 November 2016
(A Tale Of Christmas Eve by William Topaz McGonagall.) **Great Christmas tale with a good moral.
2 1 Reply

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

6/13/2021 11:08:15 PM # 1.0.0.621