The Spirit Of Christmas
by Tracey Kimberley Marsh
Monday, January 10, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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I wrote this when I was fourteen. It brings back so many wonderful memories just reading it again!
A car pulls up outside the house
An old, but loved, fire-red Escort
"Children! Granddad’s here!" A Mother shouts
Christmas has arrived, the children thought.
Granddad’s settled in the boy's room
Brother and Sister share together
Everyone's happy in their Christmas home
If only Christmas could last forever.
Decorations sparkle, everywhere you look
The angel smiles; high up on her peak
The children search every cranny and every nook
For their fabulous presents, for just one peep!
But night draws close, on this long Christmas Eve
It's time for little ones to wander up to bed
Good old Saint Nick, on his sleigh, he must leave
To fill each stocking of each weary head.
All across the world, children will sleep
But not the two rascals that I’m on about
Much too excited; they're up on their feet.
Dancing and singing and messing around.
But as time goes by, energy takes a fall.
Into bed, the children hop.
One last finger face on the wall
Before the light goes out and the fun must stop.
Now the house is dark and all is still
Even the angel is fast asleep
The stockings are filled up to the brim
And under the tree, presents lie in a heap
And off in the distance, sleigh bells ring
Far, far away; a laugh can be heard
"Ho ho ho!" Christmas is dawning!
As the first little song is sung by a sweet little bird.
At the sound of all this, two eyes will spring open
A hand will go out to a present filled sock
"Wake up! Wake up!" She shouts. wishing and hoping
That everything she asked for, she will have got.
They run to the tree, stockings in hand
Gobsmacked at the sight they meet
They find it increasingly hard to stand
They find it hard to stay on their feet
Presents stacked as high as can be
Such a wonderful, marvellous sight
Outside, snow falls, covering car, house and tree
Everything coated in a sparkling layer of white
Two hours later, presents adorn the living room floor
Wrapping paper is strewn all over the place
The smell of Christmas turkey wafts through the kitchen door
Contented smiles are present on everyone's face
But Christmas is over now, all finished and done
The children are sleeping, worn out from the day
That lovely Christmas turkey's still warm in their tums
Dreams spin through their heads, silently, as they lay...
... but my eyes spring open now, as the memories flood back
I can't sleep, my heart pounds as I lay
Tonight Santa will return with his present-filled sack
I'm so excited because tomorrow's Christmas day!