I wish Christmas Could be like it was in the old Days
When I was younger,wiser, and full of vivid Life!
When I thought of Santa, Elves, Sleigh Bells, Snow
Sledding, Snow Ball Fights, and Making Snowmen
Were my only Satisfactions during Christmas Break
My Father and I would play in the crispy snow-yard
Sweet thoughts of Cookies, Candies, and Fun...
Delighted my Sugar Plum Dreams with Beauty
Nutcrackers, Gingerbread Houses, And Big Bows
The Red ones lined my stair case with gold tint
Sparkling the house was with Evergreen smell
Baked cookies, Cinnamon, and Nut Meg...
Lingered in my nose till I dosed off in bed
When I got to help Decorate a Huge Tree
With shiny Ornaments, Some Crystal Clear
Beautiful tapestries of 1950's Ornaments
From Grandma's House would Branch off
The Star on top of the Tree the most-
Beautiful Christmas Site to my child-eyes
Filled with Wonder at all the Presents!!
Under the Tree they were beautiful
Wrapped with Love from Mom and Dad
Oh yeah and Santa with his Big Red Hat!
Magical thoughts of Reindeer Prancing
Would go through my mind constantly
And that's what I miss about Christmas's
Of the past, because now that I'm older
No one has time for Christmas Magic it seems
It seems it has all died and been wasted on youth
For all those Glorious Lights and Sparkling things
No longer come out at Christmas time...
And we have a fold up and fold down Tree
Laziness took over and it pre-decorated for me.
The excitement of Christmas is Christmas Past
But My inside Ghostly child wants to reinstate
This Cheerful Tradition of Childhood Ease...
At least, Maybe for just one Christmas Eve.
Author notes
4. Write me a poem about Christmas. Cuse it is Christmas time you know. Doesn't have to rhyme. Paint me a picture of what it is like on Christmas for you. It doesn't have to be the ideal Christmas scene. Prewrites aloud
A contest entry
- Good-bye Contest I'm Leaving AP (just added points) by BeautifullyBroken42.
576 points, ended January 12, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I feel about the same way. I don't much like christmas the way it is. Now christmas as it was, that was a sight to behold. I miss having a tree that you could smell. Now they even sell the trees that are already light and have pine scent. But metal will never be as soft as the real thing. I would love to revive christmas from its slomber, even if only once more.
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This poem was heartfelt and reminded me of my inner child, oh the joys of being a child, I could see myself sneaking downstairs at night and wondering if I could get a peek (it never worked though!) They would always catch me before I even got into the room!
I could see, smell, and feel everything you were describing in this write, especially the 1950s ornaments, they must have been stunning!
Good luck in the contest, I hope you win because you are deserving of it.
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"Younger, wiser"!
True! And you proved it with that fantastic description. I could see the decorations before my eyes, smell the freshly-baked cookies, and FEEL the excitement that once was.
I've never had a white christmas, but this poem is exactly how I had imagined it would be. Again you convey much warmth through your words, tinged with the sad truth of a worthy message oft forgotten in adulthood.
Structurally it's superb. To me it flows like 'heroic verse'!
You have a great talent for creating a sense of innocence and hope against the larger and much darker backdrop of Time.
Hope this wins...it deserves recognition.
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Very sweet and loving here, such delight in your heart!!!
When laziness took over,
Antonio
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