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David Reeves Poem
C is for Chimney, we know what that’s for
H is for holly we hang on the door
R is for Rudolph who leads Santa’s Sleigh
I is for icicle that grows longer each day
S is for snow flakes so beautifully white
T is for tree with branches so tight
M is for mistletoe we hang for a kiss
A is for angel who we’d never miss
S is for stocking we hang to receive
all the presents from Santa each
Christmas Eve
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2020
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David Reeves Poem
In a toy shop high on a shelf
I sat as days went by
Watching all my friends be bought
As Christmas Eve drew nigh
A damaged Teddy Bear was I
Just waiting to be sold
Though no one came to look at me
As I sat alone and cold
But as tiny tears fell from my eyes
A fairy floated by
And as she waived her pretty wand
She said please don’t cry
Santa Claus has sent me to find
A special Teddy Bear
For a little girl who asked for one
In her bedtime prayer
So on Christmas Eve tied with a bow
Santa laid me by her side
And when she awoke and looked at me
Tears of joy she cried
With her little arms around me
I filled her heart with joy
For I had so much love to give
Though just a broken toy.
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2017
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David Reeves Poem
When my life begins so way up high
And I float to you from the sky,
How can you tell it's really me
For only flakes of snow you see.
But after all has been turned white
And everywhere's a beautiful sight,
You slowly place the flakes together
Caring little of the bitter weather.
Until I'm built and all complete
From big top hat to snowy feet,
When life with you is such fun
Provided I don't see the sun.
But finally when winter's through
And the sun turns the day sky blue,
You'll watch me slowly melt away
Until no longer we can play.
Still please don't shed a tear for me
For I'll come back again you'll see,
And if Jack Frost comes with me too
I'll have more time to play with you.
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2018
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David Reeves Poem
O’re the ground fresh snow lays thick
No footprints can you see
So new the snow no one has trod
Not even you and me.
Come let’s dent this mantle white
Leave footprints in the park
Where winter’s beauty we can see
Against a sky so dark.
Look can you see the holly tree
They say she wears the crown
With berries bright and beautiful
To dress her prickly gown.
And look up at the tall bear trees
You can see the mistletoe too
Come let’s stand beneath and
I’ll share a kiss with you.
Don’t stop now let’s trudge on
For there’s a chestnut tree
Let’s pick some of her prickly seeds
And roast them for our tea.
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2018
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David Reeves Poem
It's so dark inside the box, where
I live most of every year,
But I'm always so excited, when
December time draws near.
I know it's when the lid will move
And happy faces stare at me,
As I lie on top of all the things
That will decorate your tree.
First the toys and tinsel and pretty
Lights all aglow,
But I'm never in a hurry for I know
Where I shall go.
Right at the top you'll place me
With nothing else above,
For I'm the Christmas fairy who
Brings happiness and love.
I'll watch Santa place the presents
For each and everyone,
And make sure you enjoy yourselves
Amidst the Christmas fun.
Though twelve days after Christmas
You may well hear me sigh,
As you place me back inside the box
Until next December's nigh.
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2018
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David Reeves Poem
Though winter brings us snow and ice
It brings us Christmas too,
A time of year that we all love
When there's so much to do.
Through shops all a glitter
We search for things to buy,
And send them off to Santa
Before Rudolph’s sleigh is nigh.
With joy we watch a child's face
As we decorate the tree,
And every year we build within
A lasting memory.
We help write Santa's letter, which
Brings again a certain joy,
Asking him if he will bring, some
Very special toy.
Then at last it's Christmas Eve and
Each child's tucked in bed,
Where they dream of presents, from
The bearded man in red.
Finally all fast asleep, they miss
The bells of Rudolph’s sleigh
But their rustling of pretty paper
Tells us it's Christmas Day.
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2018
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David Reeves Poem
I look out of my window and
Watch the snow flakes fall
Turning Autumn into winter as
They cover the grassy floor
The animals are all sleeping
and birds have flown away
Except the Robin who'll remain
to sing on Christmas Day
The streets are lit and dazzling
the shops all filled with toys
Waiting to be all wrapped up
for little girls and boys
A tree stands brightly decor'ed
as all others look so bare
With children building snowmen
As carols fill the air
A time to give and to receive
Oh! what will he bring me
Yes Santa with his big red sack
I'll just have to wait and see
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2020
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David Reeves Poem
As I lie in my bed I hear a
Sound
Of jingle bells playing all
Around
They seem to stop above my
House
So I lie there as quiet as a
Mouse
I know it's Santa and want to
Peep
But lie there as if I'm fast
Asleep
Dare I see him but if I
Do
Will he say no gifts for
You
Then tell Rudolph what I've
Done
And take away my Christmas
Fun
But as the gingle bells drift
Away
I fall asleep until Christmas Day.
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2018
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David Reeves Poem
Dear Santa is it true that you can
fly,
In Rudolf's sleigh up in the
sky,
Oh! if only all my friends could
see,
Rudolph’s sleigh go by with you and
me.
But I'm not really sad if I can't
meet,
And receive from you this Christmas
treat.
For on Christmas Eve while I lie in
bed,
I'll dream I'm there with you
instead.
And when I awake on Christmas
Day,
I'll know you came by on Rudolph’s
sleigh.
For in my stocking beneath the
tree,
I'll find the presents you left for
me.
Copyright © David Reeves | Year Posted 2018
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Oh! how we love the Christmas
Tree
So decorated for all to
See
The holly too with it’s berries
Bright
And the snow so crisp and
White
But not Jack Frost who nips your
Nose
Or the slush that wets your
Toes
Nor the wind that burns your
Ears
And also fills your eyes with
Tears
Though winter time who is the
Best
And always stands out from the
Rest
Yes Santa Claus and Rudolf
Too
Who Christmas Eve will visit
You
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