Deep breaths
Hold it in
Tears slide down
Cold on my skin
Look at her
She never cried
Never compared
Never held it inside
Christmas Time
Alone again
It’s okay, just
Pick up the pen
Write it down
For awhile
Breathing slows
I start to smile
You’re not alone
They have your back
It’s Christmas Eve!
Cut yourself some slack
I’ve got a red crayon to mark the dates in the calendar
I’ll count all the sleeps, till Christmas day is here
I wish for happy times ahead
to my most favourite day of the year!
The lights will twinkle,
the cookies will smell so sweet,
Santa will merrily arrive to taste the best ever treat.
I drew a list of presents, with pencils, red and green
I tried for a good handwriting,
the neatest ever, Santa has seen!
I strum Jingle Bell on my guitar to please my mum
She loves the song so much, and together we hum.
I can’t wait for that morning when magic fills the air
I wake up and run to the tree, for surprises waiting there!
But for now, let me keep on counting every twinkly Christmas light,
and dream of a fairy Santa when I fall asleep each night.
Christmas is special
How it is!
Reindeer are one of the special things,
Icicles are another
Santa coming down your chimney
Trying to make your presents bigly
Merry Christmas one and all
As snow falls outside the walls
Santa is coming!
There is a story I think you should know
for it happened on Christmas Day a long time ago.
There were shepherds watching their flock by night
and lo, there was a burst of light.
An angel came unto them and said:
Do not be alarmed for Jesus Christ the Messiah is in a nearby barn.
The light vanished into thin air
and the angel the shepherds knew not where,
But they did not care for they ran to the stable
and looked into what seems like a feeding table
And saw Jesus Christ the Messiah laying there.
Christmas Eve is so exciting,
Christmas carols and trees lighting.
Hot chocolate, mince pies the fire is so inviting.
Christmas Eve is so exciting.
Christmas Eve night, snow is falling outside,
Your in bed all comfy and snug,
Christmas is tomorrow.
Adrenaline rushing, cheeks blushing
Happiness comes when you sneak downstairs.
Christmas Eve night.
Christmas morning, has Santa been?
So many presents that need unwrapping.
Pyjamas, family and day full of fun,
Christmas morning has just begun.
Christmas is coming, oh what fun!
At time for presents, for everyone,
The tree is decorated with lights so bright,
A magical sight on this merry night!
Here is a story untold, watch and listen as it unfolds.
We always hear that Old Saint Nick flew down chimneys, but what if it never happened that swiftly?
What if he was pushed by his own luck and spilled all his presents that the children conceitedly took?
What if he set himself on fire just trying to be admired?
What if the story wasn’t in the book and he was only driven to get the audience to look?
What if there wasn’t such a happily ever after and all that is left is a repetitive disaster?
Snowflakes twirl like sugar spun
On rooftops kissed by setting sun.
The chimney hums a carol tune,
While reindeer race beneath the moon.
Stockings hang in hopeful rows,
By fireside’s dance of amber glows.
Cinnamon dreams and pine-sweet air,
Wrap every room in tender care.
Tinsel trails like comet light,
Through halls aglow with red and white.
Cookies stacked in secret piles,
For midnight guests with jolly smiles.
A sleigh bell rings—a hush, a thrill—
The world leans in, the night stands still.
And in that pause, a wish takes flight:
Peace, love, and joy burn warm and bright.
Christmas is for when families come together,
As together is always better,
Seeing faces after a long time,
It’s more than just fine,
It’s Christmas!
For kids being good
And Santa getting the goodies really good,
Rudolph flies all night,
And in the air,
Santa holds his breath all night,
It’s called Christmas!