Christmas Memories


“Childhood memories of joyful festive times are precious 
treasures we preserve for lifetime” -  Quote by Poet 


One Christmas night a long time ago was freezing cold, 
as a seven year old I couldn’t keep excitement on hold, 
for I knew all the lovely gifts for me Santa would bring,
wanted the waiting hours to fly quickly on night’s wing. 

I heard that Santa would come through the chimney, 
so, if there was one on our house roof, I wanted to see. 
I went up to the roof-top terrace, but didn’t find one, 
my mother said he’d come through the window for fun.  

At night I didn’t let mother close the window of my room,
the chilled wind in the snow-filled backyard I heard zoom. 
In the morn seeing the gifts by my side I tried to yell in joy, 
voice choked, but my glee the spell of cold couldn’t destroy.

In my childhood notebook I’d inscribed that night’s story
as a lasting memento I fondly keep in Christmas memory.

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