Christmas day arrives.
Stockings are first to be explored.
Oranges, apples and sweets.
On their beds adorn.
Mum and Dad are awoke,
at some early hour.
By children’s faces,
filled with laughter and smile.
Saying their presents,
they wish to explore.
Coloured paper and ribbons,
scattered here and there across the floor.
Boys with cars and girls with dolls,
seem to be everywhere.
As for the toys in the shops,
that were wanted, but not bought.
In the excitement of it all.
They are not missed
and very soon forgot.
14 Nov 1978
As for the toys in the shops, that were wanted, but not bought. In the excitement of it all. They are not missed and very soon forgot. Boys and girls of today, take heed, and listen carefully to the above Love duncan X
Kids always seem to play with the boxs more than the toys... David another christmas view...10
David, this sounds like my house on Christmas day, I'm sure it is my house. I love big Christmas's, lots of beautiful gifts, decorated to the hilt, lots of laughter, a little fine wine or Kahlua, in moderation of course. Children ripping their presents open. I'm watching on and praising God for the beauty of it all.--Melvina--
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a great piece just as good as the first three you wrote. brings back many memoires of christmas past.