Days Of Old Christmas Poem by louis rams

Days of old Christmas

You can feel the magic in the air, it's the Christmas
Spirit that's everywhere.
Thanksgiving is gone and the mad rush has begun
With Black Friday sales for everyone.

Your children's eyes are open wide, hoping to get that big surprise.
Bicycles, skateboards, roller blades and more
Electronic games. Xboxes and PS4

Yet some still hold on to days of old when children played in the cold.
Waiting for that first snowfall to build a snowman and have a snowball fight
This was the children's delight.

Getting your sled and taking it to the top of the hill
and sliding all the way down - "was such a thrill".
And in the city or in the suburbs, the sounds of the children's laughter
Was all that was heard.

Where children would walk by your side greeting others
With a " hello " or " hi " and wishing everyone a a " Merry Christmas "
And a "happy new year " and walking the streets without any fears.

Time does not stand still and things must change, but children
Should not be in the house playing some games.

" bring back days of old Christmas "
© L. RAMS 112617(new)