Darren Watson Poet Verse

The Heart of Christmas

Christmas tree and fairy lights
Stocking hanging by the fire
Burn more fuel as winter bites
The logs piled ever higher.
White Christmas playing on tv
Garden white with snow
Children play excitedly 
He will come tonight they know.
Mummy can you please bake 
A cake as smooth as Silk
Ice a picture of Rudolph on the cake
Then fill a glass with milk.
Perhaps a carrot for the reindeer 
Will give them the strength to pull the sleigh
Do it quickly mummy dear 
Santa is on his way .
At 5.0. clock next morning
Children dash in through our bedroom door
Parents given warning
Of what this special day has in store.
Yelling like a banshee
The kids delight in every gift
This is the heart of Christmas day for me
The sight gives my heart a lift.
Treasure every second and every memory
Then the magic of Christmas will last eternally.

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Skat A December 29, 2015 at 5:34 PM DARREN, Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups home page during the last week of 2015 and beginning of 2016 :) awesome way to start the year... Enjoy the coming Year.... SKAT

Suzanne Delaney February 2, 2014 at 3:16 PM Christmas is for children and it also keeps the child in us alive. Pray we never lose our sense of wonder. So much depends on it. I love the way your mind works. SuZ PS my Uncle was a stonemason and he had a stone cottage in Charters Towers Qld. He cooked on an open fire. A real old bushman. Darren Watson February 3, 2014 at 6:13 AM Thank you I doubt the little boy will ever leave me nor would I want him to , I get such a kick out of the simple things in life . My dad gave me a passion for gardening , My mother a passion for cooking , So a simple bbq in the garden when its in full bloom is heaven for me. Your uncle and I would have been good friends .

Nette Onclaud January 31, 2014 at 10:48 AM brings me back to my precious christmas a month ago... how magical this is!.. happy chinese new year!.. hugggs Darren Watson February 1, 2014 at 9:25 AM Many thanks . I feel a bit like Harry Potter now . lol

Cherl Dunn January 30, 2014 at 8:11 PM Nice hoilday write here full of warmth and spirit of the season. cheri Darren Watson January 31, 2014 at 12:41 AM Thanks for the kind comments . I have no little ones of my own yet but I have some wonderful memories of life as a child .

Toquyen Harrell January 30, 2014 at 11:23 AM I like it, Darren! May the spirit of Christmas last all year :) Darren Watson January 31, 2014 at 12:38 AM I suppose we had two kinds of Christmas in our house when I was a child . The one I've described gave my parents heart a lift I'm sure , Then later in the morning we'd be put in our Sunday best and taken to church, Dad always called that the soul of Christmas .