Competition Entry

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”

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,
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!

‘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!

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 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.

Christmas, Christmas, with jingle bells
Ringing on the street
We make snowman with a carrot and twigs
Go to grandma’s house with joy
Thinking of cocoa she has made for us
Christmas, the time of the year
We make Christmas trees and cribs for Jesus
Remembering him on that day
The birth of him in the little crib
Full of hay and cows
I love Christmas
The best day of year with friends
Christmas!

A chubby little snowman
Had a carrot nose…

Hi, Tofunmi. You have to send your own poems to The Poetry Zone. Have a go at writing your own Christmas poem.

Christmas brings all the kids joy.
What is that for you to destroy?
You bring the world to shame.
You must be filled with guilt and blame.
Now that everyone’s eyes are full of tears,
You’re just sitting like a billionaire
You steal our gifts, trees and feast,
Believing you’d stop our exuberance, at least.
You’re Santa in disguise, with a sly ,mean, grin.
You sneak into our homes,
As the night closes in.
You’re the gross Grinch with a gloomy grudge.
Well my house is full of screaming kids
So don’t even budge.

Hang up the stocking,
decorate the tree,
presents placed perfectly,
what a sight to see!

Milk and cookies are out,
kids are tucked in tight,
there’s so much to do,
on Christmas Eve night.

Before you take a snooze,
and dream of the day,
don’t forget some food,
for the friends who pull the sleigh

You see reindeer
need snacks too
A little love and fun will be alright
to help Santa through the night!