Teen Ink: Teen Magazine, Poetry, Blogs, College, Music, Movie & Book Reviews, Fiction
Subscribe to our magazine
Submit Work
 
Advanced Search
Article title:
Words within article:
Section of website:
Article appears on:
Author's first name:
Author's last initial:
Author's city:
Author's state:
Author's country:
    
Subscribe
Submit Work
Teen Ink RAW
Join Teen Ink
About Us
Teen Ink Store
Tell A Friend
Contests
beRED on AOL
Bulletin Board
Partners
Resources
Celebrity
Interviews
Advertise
Subscribing
Schools
Link to Us
Contact Us







« Previous Article Poetry Index Next Article »

A Christmas Dream

Rate this article:

Send your work

Email a Friend

Bulletin Board

Teen Ink Blogs



By Paula R., Dedham, MA

   Twas the night before Christmas

And all through the room,

Not a child could sleep

Knowing Santa came soon.



Though snuggled in bed

Neither sleeping nor snoring,

Only visions of presents

And toys Christmas morning.



Their stockings were knit

And placed on the mantle,

Awaiting the toys

That Santa would handle.



When up on the roof

There came a strange thump,

Like knocking on wood

Of a hickory stump.



Then bounding down the chimney

I hear a loud fall,

The Great Santa had arrived

With presents for all.



He filled all the stockings

And under the tree,

And when he was done,

He turned to me-



"Wake up child, it's Christmas,

Get the others out of bed,

You're making a dream

Inside your little head.



Up and awake

There's nothing to fear

Merry Christmas to all

And I'll see you next year."






« Previous Article Index Next Article »