Christmas Eve at Sea

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by Asiru Abdullahi aged 18

Christmas Eve at sea,
How pleasant could it be?
A day filled with happiness cum bliss,
As tranquility flows gracefully in cool breeze.

A day of extreme pleasures, full of of activities,
As the alluring sea breeze infiltrates guardless nostrils,
Aromatic fragrance cut loose in the air like magic,
Oh! What a day indeed, so stunningly magnificent.

A day bells ring from the heavens,
Travails made holy, pure and sweet – all even,
As we watch the beautiful splashing cum crashing,
Of the graceful waves at sea – on a beautiful Christmas eve.

Spying on Santa

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by Archie aged 9

On Christmas Eve I was bad.
Because I was spying on Santa.
He was rubbing his hands by the fire.
But he dreamt to be in a choir.
But he saw a flat tyre.
Obviously all the presents were from Santa.
Once he was finished he went to the kitchen to have some Fanta
When he looked in every cupboard he saw parrots
Being naughty and eating carrots
On Christmas Eve

Winter Time

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by Zac Gillham aged 9

Icy and cold
Hibernating ,skiing, shovelling snow
Excited for Xmas
Christmas presents!

Winter

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by Georgie Grace aged 9

Freezing and Frosty
Glittering, skating, skiing
Excited for Christmas

MAGICAL

It’s Christmas Day

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by Thea aged 9

Hooray! Hooray!
It’s Christmas day.
Oh, for goodness sake,
How long does it take
To get out of bed,
And get me fed?
It’s Christmas Day!

St. Nick

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by Matthew J aged 9

It’s the time when the angels sing,
And the time when Santa brings
The presents to children who can’t keep their wits,
While all as quiet as snow.
Christmas is time for laughter and happiness
Christingle! Christingle!
Tinsel! Tinsel!
St. Nick has arrived!
His sleigh big and jolly,
All decorated in holly,
The pleasing presents glistening like diamonds,
Oh, if I had a ball to throw,
Wait, only 364 more days to go!

My Friend

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by Mayuri aged 9

As I wake up and look out of my window
I see a land just for me,
I go outside and I can feel the cold underneath my breath,
I don’t care if I get a cold
because the cold is my friend.

What Makes a Perfect Snowman?

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by Elsie aged 12

What is perfect for a snowman?
A scarf knitted by nan,
Some thick warm mittens for his hands,

What is perfect for a snowman?
Some buttons for eyes,
A stripy tie,

What is perfect for a snowman?
An orange carrot for a nose,
Maybe he just needs to strike a pose?

What is perfect for a snowman?
A cane,
An umbrella for rain,
Or maybe…
Just maybe,
All we need is a…
Hat,
A scarf,
Some sticks,
And twigs,
Some rocks,
A carrot,
Pebbles,
And buttons – that is it!
This is a perfect snowman!

Perfect for a Snowman

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by Elsie aged 12

The snow lay still,
A crunch as you step,
Perfect for snowmen or even snow pets,
You’d collect twigs,
buttons for eyes,
And not forgetting the carrot – you know why!
You’d roll up the snow for hours on end,
And then to perfect your snowman,
An old hat from dad,
Then you add a scarf,
Some gloves and…
Hair!…
Of course you have got to add your own touch!

The Magic of the Reindeer

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by Elsie aged 12

Flying through the night sky,
Creating silhouettes on the moon,
Jingle bells ring as their feet move,
Carefully but speedily they travel around,
Making the least of sound – you could hear a pin fall to the ground,
As Rudolf’s nose lights up the way,
The reindeer guides Santa on his way!