Aussie Christmas Morn
‘Twas on a night like this,
a balmy summer plight,
and not a breeze could be felt,
still the air as stars did melt
upon the purple hues of sky.
Children tucked up tight in bed,
did dream of wishes, Christmas
gifts and tinsel trees all bauble wrapped
as lights aglow did flicker,
and morning was too slow to come.
And quietly in the dead of night
a jolly soul in fire’s light, did
under tree arrange, the presents
for the sleeping kids, at first light to allay,
their fears of blackest coal.
Instead on best behaviour,
each child a gift from Santa’s bag,
excitement and joyful surprise
awaited everyone, as morning sun
did glimmer on the far horizon.
And parents blurry eyed
did stand with smiles a mile wide,
as kids in frantic tearing states,
opened every wrapped up gift,
and with oohs and aahs relate
their joy of pleasured morn.
They checked that Santa’s milk was drunk
and carrots for the reindeer gone,
and footprints of snow
upon the floor did bestow Santa’s visit,
as tired eyes did sympathize the show.
And so had Christmas day begun,
a steamy hot and baked Aussie one,
no real snow to be seen,
its bathers and to the beach they go,
blue skies and a cicada rasping show,
the backdrop of the day.
Merry Bloody Christmas to All!
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Yes! A Merry bloody Christmas to all! It is marvelous, no matter the weather, how Christmas morn is so magical for the kids. Your poem is delightful, Tony, and portrays an Aussie Christmas much different than ours here – instead of the beach we play in snow and freeze our nose and toes off. lol That picture you chose is great.
Thanks Phyllis, yes the weather makes a difference but its still the ultimate family gathering. Cheers!
I mean I love the first snow but after that, I would take that Aussie weather every year for Christmas. It matters not the weather or temperatures outside, but the warmth and joy expressed which pegs the emotional meter inside that counts. Nice work Tony.
Glad you enjoyed it Paul, a unique Christmas perhaps, but as you say its the gathering not the weather that counts. Cheers!
A Merry Bloody Christmas to you and plenty of ho, ho, hos.
Thanks Rasma, yes we do have a somewhat different Christmas, in the middle of Summer, but the joy and expectations are all the same. cheers!