The Joy Of Sharing

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by Seerat Narula aged 11

On Christmas eve, so calm and bright
We share our love on this special night
The world is glowing, soft and clear
To spend both joy and cheer

May it be chocolate or just our hug
Our heart feels so snug
We laugh on every song
It’s the season to be bright and strong

The joy of sharing, pure and true,
Is felt by all, in me and you.
An easy act, by a kind word said
Can warm a heart just like the gifts we’ve spread

So this Christmas let’s spread our light
With love and joy, shining bright
For Christmas joy is found when we
Share what we have, for all to see.

Christmas Day

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by Klarissa Arnool aged 10

Christmas time is here,
So let’s sing a song of cheer.
Putting the star on the Christmas tree
With the family,
No despair here or anywhere.

Christmas Day always finds its way.
Oh, what a sight: a family with savoury delights!

The Christmas-Fox

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by Jake L. Palmer aged 15

Under the blanket of the starry night,
Where the lambent lights glow
A fox, coated in white fur, stares into sight;
Wondering if it will snow.

Christmas time has hit the moors
Where the nights whistle like a train
And as carols linger all in the air
Christmas in the village feels tender and rare.

But as the night is cold, and the houses are warm
With all the little children tucked in bed, lost in sleep,
The fox stays up.
Where, at the crack of dawn
Dew will sprinkle like glitter on the lawn.

All About Christmas

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by Rayan Raju aged 11

Santa checks how much he weighs,
Before he gets on his sleigh,
While I do essays,
and wait for Santa for days.

Everyone knows Rudolph the reindeer,
His nose is a big, red sphere.
The reindeer can go up to the atmosphere.
Did you know they live in the northern hemisphere?

What I want for my Christmas gift,
is a toy car that can drift.
I also want something that can lift,
like a big, heavy forklift.

Christmas is a wonderful time of the year,
from gifts to elves to reindeers.
So go grab water or beer
and relax and chill on the pier.

If Santa Gave Vegetables Instead of Gifts

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by Jenisha Jain aged 6 years

One Christmas Morning,
Santa gave vegetables to children
Instead of brightly coloured gifts.
The children asked Santa
“Why are you giving us vegetables,
Instead of gifts?”
First, the children thought that Santa was
Wearing sunglasses to make Christmas different,
But later, they realized,
Santa was blind!
The children wanted to help Santa out
So they gave gifts to different houses,
They sat on Santa’s sleigh,
The vegetables were sweet and sour,
And of different colours!
Santa said,
“Vegetables are healthy,
So, they’re the best gift”

If Christmas Was All Different

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by Aashvee Gupta aged 7

The reindeers turned into horses,
Santa gave out sour vegetables instead of new gifts and toys,
The Christmas tree was as tiny as a safety pin,
And glowed in the dark.

Santa came on Diwali instead of Christmas,
Elves weren’t even real
Rudolf the reindeer’s nose’s magic fizzled away,
The Christmas tree grew candy canes instead of leaves,
Santa wore black clothes instead of red clothes,
Christmas was so different this year!

Oh, the Joy in Christmas

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by Khawaja Isaac Jehanzeb aged 9

Oh, the joy in Christmas,
Everyone can enjoy, no need to rage or fuss!

Oh, how snowy the mountains get,
We have cookies to bake and decorations to set!

Oh, the merry chants in the streets,
Santa gives good kids candies and treats!

Oh, the merry songs we sing,
during Christmas, anger and hate is not a thing!

Oh, how everyone enjoys,
parents playing with their energetic boys!

Oh, if you stay up all night,
you’ll see Santa’s eaten your cookies and milk in delight!

Oh, how Rudolph flies in the sky,
you should sit on his sleigh, give it a try!

Oh, we all love Christmas,
Christmas is the best time for all of us!

The Little Match Mouse

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by Maya Pal aged 10

‘Twas the night before Xmas
When all through the house
Not a creature was stealing
Apart from a MOUSE

A big dirty matchbox slung over his back
Snuck across the landing for a kitchen attack
Hauling down sugar plums
And matches off the table
Hoping that these winter stores
Will save a young girl’s fable.

Down the drain pipe, Into the night
Wishing that the last match’s flicker is still burning bright.

Passing 100 alleyways, but which one is right?
Wonders the mouse as he searches for her sight

Now, not far away, on Willoughby Road
Lies a weak little girl
With lips the colour of woad.
Lost and alone in the snow coloured leaves
If the match burns out, for her there will be no Xmas eve.

And in her hand, the light starts to fade,
But wait, is that a squeak she hears?
Or is it story made?
Hope starts to shine in a match so spindly and thin

Her heart is beating drums
Over the shoppers’ din
Could this mouse be a flame,
The dwindling match’s twin?

With a sugar plum in one paw
The mouse stood on the girl’s knee:

“Tonight you’re not alone
For I am here, in the wind and snow
For two matches will glow warmer
And burn away words,
Changing your story

Little Girl
I will help you light a match of Belief,
You still have a chance for Christmas Eve!

What If Christmas Did Not Exist

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by Abioye Mahsudat aged 16

I sit in the color of green and red
I think to myself
What if this did not exist?
I open my book
Looking at the gift of the tense “are”
It gives me care and teaches me to share
I think to myself
What if this did not exist?
I gently lift my curtain
Glancing at the downpour of crystal snowflakes
Hearing the joyful screams of my neighbour’s children
As they wrap the snow flakes and play the snow game
And I think to myself
What if happiness did not exist?
As I turn
I see my mother hanging socks over the dustless chimney
I see her smile
As she glances at the space underneath the green tree
I see in her joy
The joy of Christmas
At this I realize Christmas shall never cease to exist

Christmas is Here !!

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by Annapurna Deepak aged 8

Christmas time is here, and people are so jolly
families far and near are hanging up their holly
Christmas trees of balsam and pine
and ornaments that hang so fine
Gingerbread with sugar as white as snow
and candy canes whose swirls always grow
Bells are ringing in the air
and snowflakes falling with no pair
Sitting in front of the fire on a cold Christmas night
in a cozy chair with a lantern for light
We go into bed, and all say goodnight
because we know that Santa Claus is coming tonight.