This poem is the conclusion of my 12 Days of Christmas. I hope you enjoyed reading. This poem captures the childlike splendor and joy of the season.
Tiny tots glue their cheeks against store windows
Toy soldiers marched along artificial snow
The dollies blinked with all their beatitudes
Spirited ballerinas twinkle with a fiery glow
Toy soldiers marched along artificial snow
Twelve drummers ratta-tat-tat
Spirited ballerinas twinkle with a fiery glow
Model planes dive dangerously low
Twelve drummers ratta-tat-tat
Guns pop a cork and blast
Model planes dive dangerously low
Cherry red racers speeding fast
Guns pop a cork and blast
Train engine chugs on wooden tracks
Cherry red racers speeding fast
Young eyes forever hope the season lasts
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5 comments:
Colorful lines- sweet..(Lol) I remember taking this season very serious! I'm still a kid inside:)
Nice imagery!
Hey WG,
What joy this really made me smile!!! much love:)
The imagery made me excited about Christmas. Thank you!
"Young eyes forever hope the season lasts"
Amazing piece..
Wonderful poem :)
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