Poem Communication

Hello guys it's Atreyo!

And today I'm gonna attempt

To express all of my feeling

To be said in the form of a poem.

So, today is now about to end

With the clock ticking every second.

Today was about a gloomy day

Because it was Christmas's end.

But no need to be so rather grumpy;

I know this day was sad.

But after all there cannot be

Always joy and no bad!

Anyways joy is not born

From the festive Christmas day.

But Christmas was born from the

Joy of everyday

So, stop being so gloomy

And grim and so sad

Here is a little holiday poem

That might turn the day you've had!

So, with no extra waiting

Let us commence the reading:

I woke up in the morning

There was magic in the air.

I hurriedly brushed my teeth

And chanted the Morning Prayer!

After I changed from my clothes,

I decided to go to the dining hall.

I went downstairs toward there

Expecting it to be crowded with all.

Yes, it was crowded in the morning.

My grandparents and cousins had arrived.

It was, after all, Christmas Eve

And now my relatives were close to my side.

Tomorrow would be twenty-fifth,

When we eat cookies and cakes,

After all, it’ll be Christmas day,

When all of our festivity wakes.

On this snowy festive holiday

Jolly Santa comes to the house

With his gigantic sack full of gifts

That gives us children many wows.

Santa works hard year round

To bring us joy this single day.

But thankfully he’s not alone

He couldn’t do that alone, no way!

He lives in North Pole with his

Trusty little squeaky cute elves 

Who build all those fascinating gifts,

That could fill shelves after shelves.

Santa always knows our wish

What we want and what we need.

Or even it is something to wear

Or some book for us to read.

He has his reindeer, he has his elves

He has his own North Pole to stay.

But he is so undoubtedly kind

He shares everything he may.

All he wants and all he deserves

Is the big green pine Christmas tree.

Under which letters are kept

And a snack and cookies and some tea.

The food is dedicated to Santa

As a generous welcome to his gift

After Santa has eaten the food

He has no relaxing time to sit.

After all, with 2.2 billion children

While travelling in the fastest gear,

He has a bit too much work 

Even with his speedy reindeer.

But on the dawn of twenty-fifth

When his work shall be done,

He returns to his house with pride and joy

Because he gave children fun!

So that’s we eagerly wait for

During the last month of the year.

During the latter half of the month

There’s joy for us to bear!

Thank you guys for reading

This new poem of mine.

I hope I was able to

Make your day shine!

So, yeah guys, let's all cheer

We have had enough joy

Of reliving this festive holiday

So now don't be so coy

Before we shall depart

I have a final message:

There is joy in everyday

Whether you be of any age!

So, now guys, I must say good bye!

And hope that you are good and safe

But take my last belated warm

Jolly wishes of Christmas day!

(belated)

 

--  Atreyo 😀, 

26th December, 2020