Christmas Poems From My Childhood
[A collection of poems I wrote in first grade for my parents. They’ve since been updated with proper grammar, punctuation, and spelling. Happy holidays!]
Gumdrop,
candy cane,
Christmas time
is not the same.
This holiday
is sure to blame,
sweetest treat
of the seasons.
Joy for every
reason.
Snowflake,
snowflake,
snowflake fall,
I don’t think
it will stop at all.
Snow topples down,
down,
down,
fall.
Gold and purple,
green and blue,
wrapping all these gifts
is not fun to do.
Wrapping frenzy,
bows and tags,
tape and scissors,
strings and flags.
Oak and maple
don’t appeal,
their leaves and buds
all barely feel.
Above them all
the green king stands,
doing the best
a pine tree can.
Hot cocoa
goes so slow,
it stays hot
so long.
Hot cocoa loco,
listen to
my song.
Hot cocoa,
watch it go,
watch it go.
Pinch of sugar,
candy-sweet,
how I love you,...
Gumdrop,
candy cane,
Christmas time
is not the same.
This holiday
is sure to blame,
sweetest treat
of the seasons.
Joy for every
reason.
Snowflake,
snowflake,
snowflake fall,
I don’t think
it will stop at all.
Snow topples down,
down,
down,
fall.
Gold and purple,
green and blue,
wrapping all these gifts
is not fun to do.
Wrapping frenzy,
bows and tags,
tape and scissors,
strings and flags.
Oak and maple
don’t appeal,
their leaves and buds
all barely feel.
Above them all
the green king stands,
doing the best
a pine tree can.
Hot cocoa
goes so slow,
it stays hot
so long.
Hot cocoa loco,
listen to
my song.
Hot cocoa,
watch it go,
watch it go.
Pinch of sugar,
candy-sweet,
how I love you,...