Poetic Verses

With the Children

On a break one day, whilst doing some browsing one Christmas season
Decided to take a rest on bench, which was near some playing children
Like they all had one thought, because they instantly surrounded me
There was such a look on their faces, one that was very expectantly
In unison they all so vociferously and enquiringly as they say
Could you tell us what Christmas was like as a boy in your day?

As I sat there surprised but could not resist their look and plea
Some of them started to climb up and sat on my knee
It made me felt like Santa Claus without his usual tummy
So I said before I begin to tell you about my Christmas history
How many of you boys and girls were good to your mommy and daddy
As expected they were all good, so it was time to make my delivery

In my day Christmas was a well anticipated season, for a reason
Because this was the only occasion, where there was that expectation
To get those things that you all now enjoy, almost every day
Here you all are in the city, running around so a happy and carefree
In my day this would be like a red letter day for me, it lodged in my memory
And you had to carry some load; there was no walking around with hands free.





At home as boys we had to take care of the all the surrounding
Weeding, painting window cleaning and do some yard paving
Had also to repair the animal's homes and clean their pens
Making sure too that the Christmas spirit too was in them
Also making sure they had lots of grass to eat and the reason
It not allowed going to cut any grass, on those two days in the season.

The village streets were not like now there were not bright
In fact there were only illuminated when there was a moonlight
There on had to trudge home, road not good this was no delight.
It was fun to see the ladies as they tried to play a little game
Trying to delay, not wanting the other see their type of curtain
And it was amusing that after all the secrecy, they had same type hanging

No electricity and hence not television, so for the season recreation
There was also choirs singing and engaging in some very serious competition
It was so interesting to hear the singing and some men's bass were so deep
That singing we all considered to be so sweet, as those voices in harmony meet
And as little children it seem to control our feet and we will dance in the street
For us it was too much of a burden to remain in our seats.





On Christmas Eve the day was busy, every on occupied on the hour
But in the night wherever you when there was such an aroma
That spread through the village and beyond perhaps to the other
People will come along singing lots of those Christmas carols
Some reciting poetry impromptu, this was so very amusing
In each line beseeching the owner to give them something

On Christmas morning there was time for that early Church service
Dressed in those new clothes bought specially for this
So you now see what we had to look forward to this season
Because getting now clothes was mot done very often
Then at home after church there is such a big celebration
Family, friends and even the whole village have participation.

Then as always they will all gather around and sing, this time noise
So we as little children will slip away and play with our toys.










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