Poetry Potraits

Christmas Day
Rachel Donka

Snowflakes are falling from the sky,
In the air is the wonderful scent of a baking pie.
The cars are all sliding over the ice,
Christmas Day is oh so nice.

Children are screaming and laughing in joy,
As the open their presents which are filled with many a toy.
Then they dress in their snow gear and go out to play,
And their parents all say “We love Christmas Day”.

A story is told to the Children to teach,
Them a lesson that is slightly out of their reach.
“Don’t be naughty or haughty and just be gay,
Or else you’ll get naught but coal on a crisp Christmas Day.

The Turkey is sliced,
The baked potatoes diced.
“Thanks for the food on this day,”
A Family prays on Christmas day.