Christmas Eve

It's Christmas Eve, and time to sleep.
I'm active and, excited to keep.
Myself from, falling asleep.
When will, the wait end?

Earlier, before I walked,
Upstairs, the presents lay.
Wrapped, and mysterious.
When will, sleep

Author's Note

Written for a contest by Chelsea, PoetGirl.

Reviews

[Zoe Jay]

Sweet, perky little poem, nice rhyme and meter which is nursery-rhyme like and evokes childhood. The use of commas to break up the phrases gives the poem a hyper-active breathlessness, like the excitement of a child on Christmas Eve. Love the truncated ending as the child falls asleep, it's clever, and again, very evocative, and also sort of sweet.

[OT]

reminds me of being a child!! I don't want to say anything to despair children's dreams haha but waiting and trying to catch the bringer of presents! nice poem!!

[Marie Harrison]

Yes that is Christmas Eve! I just love Christmas Eve in my family, it was the happiest evening of the year! In fact Christmas Day was rather a slump because of what a big high Christmas Eve was for us. Lovely poem.

[Tate Morgan]

I like this one

[Michael X]

Reminds me of when i waas a kid and loved christmas and the anticipation,
this poem is classic and has an artistic flow in approach built on pauses
and clauses, fully dimensional, awsome job, 100