| My Christmas : Mum's Christmas - Sarah Forsyth |
Christmas Thank You's - Mick Gowar |
| Santa's Sleigh - author unknown |
Christmas Light - Val Reason |
| Mincemeat - Elizabeth Gould |
In A Far Land - Eleanor Farjeon |
| My Christmas | : | Mum's Christmas |
| decorations | climbing up to the loft on a wobbly ladder, probably falling. | |
| a Christmas tree | pine needles and tinsel all over the carpet. | |
| lots of food | preparations and loads of dishes to be washed. | |
| crackers | crumpled paper everywhere. | |
| presents | money down the drain. | |
| sweets | indigestion and tooth-ache. | |
| parties | late nights, and driving back through the dark. | |
| snow to play in | getting soaked and frozen whenever outside. |
Sarah Forsyth
Dear Auntie
Oh, what a nice jumper
I've always adored powder blue
and fancy you thinking of
orange and pink
for the stripes
how clever of you!
Dear Uncle
The soap is
terrific
So
useful
and such a kind thought and
how did you guess that
I'd just used the last of
the soap that last Christmas brought
Dear Gran
Many thanks for the hankies
Now I really can't wait for the flu
and the daisies embroidered
in red round the 'M'
for Michael
how
thoughtful of you!
Dear Cousin
What socks!
and the same sort you wear
so you must be
the last word in style
and I'm certain you're right that the
luminous green
will make me stand out a mile
Dear Sister
I quite understand your concern
it's a risk sending jam in the post
But I think I've pulled out
all the big bits
of glass
so it won't taste too sharp
spread on toast
Dear Grandad
Don't fret
I'm delighted
So don't think your gift will
offend
I'm not at all hurt
that you gave up this year
and just sent me
a fiver
to spend
Mick Gowar
Santa's Sleigh
Have you ever wondered
Where Santa leaves his sleigh,
When he brings toys for children
To find on Christmas Day?
For reindeers, all the roof-tops
Are much too smooth and steep!
One slip, they'd go sliding down,
And land in one big heap!
But if they were in the garden,
How could Santa, with his sack,
Climb right up to the roof-top,
Then down the chimney stack?
There's so much danger in the road,
So, where can he leave his sleigh?
Perhaps you'd like to ask him,
When he comes round your way!
(Unknown)
Christmas Light
Coloured crystals
Sparkling and bright,
Shining fir-tree
Ribboned in light.
Through wide windows
In darkening sky,
Star of Christmas
Shimmers so high.
On the branches
Each glowing light,
Mirrors the star
Of Christmas night
Val Reason
Sing a song of mincemeat,
Currants, raisins, spice,
Apples, sugar, nutmeg,
Everything that's nice.
Stir it with a ladle,
Wish a lovely wish,
Drop it in the middle
Of your well-filled dish.
Stir again for good luck,
Pack it all away,
Tied in little jars and pots
Until Christmas Day.
Elizabeth Gould
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In A Far Land
In a far land upon a day
Where never snow did fall,
Three King's went riding on the way
Bearing presents all.
And one wore red, and one wore gold,
And one was clad in green,
And one was old, and one was young,
And one was in between.
Choosing the guide by eve and morn
Of heaven's starry drifts,
They rode to find the newly-born
For whom they carried gifts.
Oh, far away in time day rode
Upon their wanderings,
And still in story goes abroad
The riding of the kings:
So wise, that in their chosen hour,
As though the world they filed,
They sought not wealth or place or power,
But rode to find a child.
Eleanor Farjeon
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