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