Thursday, December 24, 2009

[Poem] Christmas Eve

Sleep is just a dream
Patient and endless on an early Christmas Eve
Every little head to its pillow
Every little soul under the tree
Thoughts and prayers wrapping presents
Daring children just to peek

Sleep is just a dream
Ornaments pulling down the stem
Painted silhouettes to remind us
Saviour born in Bethlehem
And the star up on that sits atop
Meant to take us back again

Sleep is just a dream
For a child who's listening
Hoping just to hear the sounds
Of those merry sleigh bells ring
And for the parents who are also
Though they're hoping secretly

And when the morning finds the children
Who are waking happily
All the parents know quite sadly
That sleep is just a dream

3 comments:

Tina said...

I really like this poem, especially the last line!

TS Hendrik said...

Thanks very much.

Technolustmaxx said...

I'm always disappointed by my dreams. And by Christmas Eve.

Happy New Year.

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