Christmas Eve

Needles falling on the floor

a green carpet

cold breezes through the door

makes one shiver

 

Lights twinkle on the tree

bulbs glisten

tin soldiers swinging free

on the limbs

 

Presents piled small on big

upon the flooor

in the snow children dig

to make tunnels

 

Christmas carols are sung

with family

by the fireplace stockings are hung

awaiting gifts

 

Soon everyone is snuggled in

sleeping soundly

waiting for Christmas day to begin

and jubilation

Reviews

[Nix]

Hi, this is very seasonal, was this written this Christmas? I enjoyed this one, thanks for entering it into my poetry comp. ;) ~ Nix