
Take a look at Christmas Eve from a new eye. Dedicated to my dad.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Fantasy - Words: 169 - Published: 11-27-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2974505
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Hey! This was a Christmas present for my Dad when I was 14 years old, just found it again.
Christmas Eve
Silence spread throughout the house
Warmth flowed from the fire
Whom was still roaring and refusing to tire
The Christmas tree glittered, gold and red
A stocking placed at the end of each bed
Mince pies ready, arranged on a tray
For Father Christmas when he passes this way
At midnight, the clock began to chime
Echoing throughout the house everytime
Suddenly the house is filled with gold light
Magical, powerful and oh so bright
Silence remained still
As the stockings began to fill
Whilst presents under the tree appeared
The mince pies on the tray disappeared
The light left as suddenly as it came
Once again, the only light was the fire's flame
The one tiny sound
Was of a bauble as it fell to the ground
Silence spread throughout the house once more
So, what did you think? Let me know in a review please!
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