Last Christmas Eve I had a dream
Santa gave me a time machine
I climbed right in to check it out
To see what it was all about
I have to say I had to smile
As I pulled the lever and spun the dial
With a flash of light I was on my way
Back to a forgotten Christmas day
Back to when I was a growing boy
When my heart was full of Christmas joy
Christmas was so magical then
And I had that feeling back again
I bounded down the stairs to see
Underneath the Christmas tree
Toys and gifts there just for me
Oh how happy could one boy be
Then I awoke with great despair
The time machine was not there
Snow fell gently without a sound
The spirit of Christmas has been re-found
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Author:
willyweed (
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- Comment from author about the poem: jangle your jingle celibrate the spirit of our saviors birth
- Category: Fantasy
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THANKS WILLY ~ GREAT PICTURE ~ We increasingly have decorated OUTDOOR TREES in the UK ~ and a great POEM. If we acknowledge the true meaning of CHRISTMAS (CHRISTUS NATUUS EST) then CHRISTMAS ~ Past ~ Present ~ Future are all very significant ~ AMEN ~ BRIAN
Thanks Brian for the comments I know you have the spirit!
Theres nothing like watching a child unwrap their gifts on christmas morning, is there? Absolutely wonderful poem, ww!
Thank You Chrissy you are correct, you should have seem my face when I un-wrapped my time machine! I appreciate you! ww
Wonderfully written and expressed Great write
Thanks Tony I really appreciate that comment. ww
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Wow lovely story in awesome flow! The rhyming great ofcourse. Childhood Christmas is yes more magical to kids. Enjoyed this exotic poem and what a beauiful Xmas tree. Kudos.
Pls don't forget to review my latest too.
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