Dear Santa, here’s my list
of things I want this year:
Lots and lots of juicy leaves,
growing fresh and near.
Lots and lots of happy trees,
so I’ll always have a home,
and may the trees grow nice and tall,
so I’ll have room to roam.
Please don’t let men cut them down,
And destroy our precious bush — No!
For if the forests are destroyed,
I’ve nowhere else to go.
image from Pixabay by Michaela
Looking out the window, while sipping on my chai,
I saw a shining star in the clear night sky.
And wondered, was this the star the wise men saw too,
Two thousand years ago when baby Jesus was brand new?
Image from Pixabay
Some call him
Father Christmas,
Some call him
Saint Nick.
Others say he’s
Santa Claus –
We just want him to come
QUICK!
Photo from Pexels by Daniel Reche
LOTS to celebrate in December! Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Christmas, St. Nicholas Day, Bodhi Day, Las Posadas and of course the summer/winter solstice. Wherever you and whatever you celebrate let us know by sending in your poems to ozchildrenspoetry@gmail.com.
Please note the website will not be checked regularly over the Christmas/New Year period but will start up again around January 10th.
And this will be my final post before handing over the reigns to the very capable hands of Linda Davidson and Celia Berrell. Both have been staunch supporters of ACP and have contributed some wonderful poetry to the site.
Thank you to everyone who has posted, liked or subscribed over the past two years! Keep your wonderful poems coming in 2026 and beyond. Have a safe and happy holiday season.
Photo from Pexels by Susanne Jutzeler, suju-foto
What do koalas do
when it’s Christmas Day?
They sleep and sleep,
the koala way.
They don’t have tinsel
in their tree;
they don’t eat goodies
like you and me.
They feast on leaves
so juicy green,
the finest ones
that Mum has seen.
And when the day
at last is done,
baby koala has had
such fun.
Mum and baby koala. Photo: Ginette Pestana
Oh dear, it’s Christmas time;
How quick the year has flown;
I haven’t made a pudding or a cake.
The shortbread – well – I made it,
But the truth is that I ate it,
Okay, I couldn’t help it, I was stressed;
From thinking ‘bout the tree,
How I hadn’t got it, yet,
And should I buy fresh pine, or get a fake,
Else go and chop one down,
Or plant one in the ground,
It’s hard to know, oh, how my head does ache.
Heavens! Gifts! I’d quite forgotten –
Shortbread! Ha! But no; I ate them;
You know, I couldn’t help it, I was stressed.
And where am I to go;
This Christmas, ho, hey, ho?
I guess I really haven’t thought ahead.
Right! Carols by candlelight;
Oh, it seems I’ve missed that night!
No worries, instead… I’ll deck the halls!
With trinkets; green and red and gold,
Mistletoe at each threshold,
It will be a wondrous sight, for all!
Except… where has all the tinsel gone?!
The Christmas bling, the bonbons?
There’s nothing in the décor box!
Just one pair of Santa socks,
And some of the nativity;
What a jolly mystery!
Oh! But wait… I begin to remember…
The missing bling… from last December…
Got twisted, in a matted knot;
Tangled round the pine and pot;
Yes… I’d hid it by the vegie plot,
Out of sight and clean forgot!
Oh dear… But wait! A thought has just appeared!
I wonder… might it be too weird?
Would it? Could it, be just fine?
If I recycled last year’s pine?
It’s Christmas Eve; it’s rather late,
A dried arrangement… could look great…?
Image by Theo Crazzolara from Pixabay
?
What
would I do
without you
at Christmas?
Mum and Dad
love me so much;
Grandpa and Gran,
the best in the world;
my brothers and sisters;
uncles and aunts always
keep in touch; and there’s
all my friends and my pets.
No one has a family as loving
as mine, so that’s why I wonder
what
would
I do
without
you?
I’m a bit late as the first week of Christmas is almost over but . . . let’s get our trees up, put on the decorations, add some lights and sparkle and hope for Santa to come! Other celebrations at this time of year include Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, International Volunteer Day (Dec 5) and International Migrants Day (Dec 18).
Christmas is a time for family, reflection and being thankful, so wherever you are and whatever you choose to celebrate in December, I hope it is a happy and safe time.
From my family to yours HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
Send your December poems to ozchildrenspoetry@gmail.com
Please note: Australian Children’s Poetry will take a small break from responding to emails and publishing poetry from December 20 through to January 5, 2025. We will be back publishing your wonderful poetry from January 6, 2025.
Kwanzaa RDNE Stock project. Hanukkah Ksenia Chernaya. Christmas Kevin Bidwell
Dreams come true on Christmas eve’s night.
Oh, how my spirit was so bright.
The night before Christmas was an amazing day,
Everyone decorated without a delay.
Awaiting the moment, the grandest show,
With Santa’s sleigh that would slowly but gracefully flow.
A pack full of gifts,
Is what he lifts.
He will soon appear,
Spreading laughter and cheer.
In the shade of pink is where the snowflake danced,
Where couples in the snow also prance.
In this land of wonder, oh very sweet and bright,
A pink Christmas night, such a mere delight.
Love and warmth in the air it flows.
Christmas is a place where it snows.
Sarah is 11 years old and this is her first contribution to our site.
Horses trotting happily while
pulling on a cutter sleigh
was quite a common sight to see
in winter’s north-west USA.
This was the eighteen-fifties, when
Pierpont made his catchy song.
Created for Thanksgiving, then
it stayed ‘til Christmas came along.
New gramophone technology
soon spread this song across the seas.
Now JINGLE BELLS stars frequently
in winter-time festivities.
Two astronauts on Gemini Six,
December nineteen-sixty-five,
with sleigh bells and harmonica
performed this song in space – yes LIVE!
https://www.britannica.com/one-good-fact/what-was-the-first-song-played-in-space
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