I Am a Christmas Clone
I AM A CHRISTMAS CLONE
I’m brought to beneath the
Christmas tree every year,
I have learnt to hibernate
Eleven months,
Never shed a tear,
Have one fear,
It’s freezing in here!
I am not quite sure if
I am human or toy,
But know from feeling dizzy
I bring joy.
I must be a clone, for there are
Millions of me,
Beneath many a tree.
I have learnt to cope with a silent life,
Would be somewhat afraid to come
Out to a world of strife!
People talk to me I see their lips move,
They are telling me,
Play your Christmas jingle louder,
They forget I am programmed
And set in a groove.
I want to jump out and join
In the joyous
Laughter and play,
Please don’t pack me away again after
New Year’s day,
I long to touch your pretty face
I see, and hold your hand,
I long to open a present and join
Your merry band,
I see tears of happiness,
You seem so glad,
This should make it worthwhile, but,
I’m sad.
I’m stuck in a Christmas Globe,
But want to see more.
I see children running down the steps
With utter glee,
If I am dropped
My world would break,
Prepared to take
That chance, would I then be free
Will you make
Me a promise, to take
Good care of me?
Stuck in a Christmas Globe Poetry Contest
Sponsor Bobby May
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