Christmas past memories last.

Rowell

Christmas past but memories last

A little boy awake waiting in the dead of night,
Looks out at the garden covered all snowy and white,
Not a footstep can be seen to disturb the sheen,
Where normally shines a covering of grass so green,

He is waiting to see when Santa and his sleigh
Descend down into the snow from the high Galaxy,
Laden with gifts for the world's girls and boys,
With sacks full of wrappings that cover the toys.

His eyes start to feel heavy as it's late at night,
But if he should fall to sleep he will fail his plight,
No child before would have viewed this arrival,
Santa's sleigh landing and the reindeers survival.

But alas the tiredness has become too much,
The little boy's head finds a pillow to touch,
So no memory gained of Santa's annual call,
Are the grown up stories to their children just tall.

What does Christmas to us all really mean,
Apart from the lights, gifts and trees so green,
A time to celebrate the birth of God's son,
And of course, for all children to enjoy the fun.

 

  • Author: Rowell (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 17th, 2018 13:35
  • Comment from author about the poem: A sample as I would like to write poetry but would like some feedback.
  • Category: Special occasion
  • Views: 21
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Comments2

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    Welcome ROWELL : Thanks for your first Poem. Excellently penned and a great theme of Christmas past nostalgia ! My critique would mirror SANTITAS. Five balanced Quatrains with a consistent rhyme pattern a-a-b-b. Personally I would accept SLEIGH & GALAXY as an acceptable "half rhyme" I am a performance Poet ~ and would pronounce them as SLAY & GALAXAY which does rhyme ~ poetic licence ~ OK. Please check my Site. Yours BRIAN

  • Goldfinch60

    If this is your starting to write poetry you will have no problems in so doing.
    Welcome to MPS.



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