Childhood Winter Poem by David Reeves

I look out of my window and
Watch the snowflakes fall
Turning Autumn into winter as
They cover the grassy floor

The animals are all sleeping
All birds have flown away
Except the robin who'll remain
To sing on Christmas Day

The streets are lit and dazzling
The shops all filled with toys
Waiting to be all wrapped up
For little girls and boys

A tree stands brightly decored
As all others look so bare
Little children building snowmen
As carols fill the air

A time to give and to receive
Oh! What will he bring me
Yes Santa with his big red sack
I'll just have to wait and see.