Up and down the streets candles are
lit, to guide Santa's sleigh. While, It's
a wonderful life, on tv plays. Children
tucked in their beds, their Christmas
list's already made. Strings of popcorn
wrapped around the tree, and ornaments
placed so carefully. A string of lights and
a star at the top glowing ever so brightly.
Stockings hung by the fire and all feels
so very warm and cozy. While eight little
children peek over the stair railing to see
Santa and his cheeks so rosy. As Momma
casually says to Papa, Santa won't come
if their are any children awake and nosy!
As the patter of little feet dash back to bed,
I stop and turn my head. To look back just
in time to hear Papa say, it really is a
wonderful life, just like Jimmy Stewart said! ..
Beautiful " the patter of little feet dash back to bed" loved the way you have presented the naughty children… enjoyed the poem. Wish you a merry Christmas, Becca. And a very creative fruitful year 2025
A beautiful and vivid depiction of a great life, family, faith and tradition. Thank you for sharing, Becca. More great writings and blessings! Happy NewYear, my friend.
A very heartwarming and inspiring poem that brings back great memories specially at Christmas time. So lovingly and wonderfully expressed.
Bravo Rebecca! ! ! ! Wonderful TFS Happy New Year! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing poem in God's Love and Wonder, milliard Stars and Godé Blessings, always your friend, Sylvia
error: GOD's Blessings, thank you.