Winter's Children

Winter's children
Atop snow peaks
Snowy angels
With blue cheeks
We seek
Woolly lambs
Dressed in fleece
Icicle candy cane
Sculptured doe
Our wonderland
Rivals the North Pole
Snow babies
With snowball heads
Sound asleep
In winter's bed

Conclusion: 12 Days

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
　

We Two/ Dr. Seuss

We two, we like our Dr. Seuss
Our cats in hats
Green eggs and ham
Our rats named Pat
Mean legs in jam

We two, we like to sing and rhyme
Our swing in time
Our vowels in soups
Our howl in loops

We play all day
We sway in May
We play and sway in happy May

We wear our dots
Our dots and spots
Polka-dotted frocks
Clown noses and locks

We eat the moon
With bowl and spoon
We count our sheep
Before we sleep

Our book of words
March out like herds
Wise, old sage
Across our page
We two, we love our Dr. Seuss

Little Ones

The little ones
That bow their heads
In prayer
Are unaware
Of angels
Kissing their heads
Before they sleep serenely