A Poem for Christmas

Happy Christmas from Leeds Libraries to all our blog readers. Here’s hoping you have a lovely time, and you find lots of books under the tree.

 

’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The books were all stacked by the chimney with care,
In hopes Dr. Seuss soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While How the Grinch Stole Christmas crept through their heads;
And in festive bright jumpers and a Santa Claus hat,
We wakened our brains for a literary chat;
When into our discourse there rose such a matter,
Of which story was best, we proceeded to natter.
Little Women by Alcott, a heart-warming tale
Of sharing a feast that is hearty and hale.
And what of Charles Dickens, that classical writer,
Who tells us of Scrooge that miserly old blighter;
When visited by Christmas ghosts numbered three
He realizes his life is a catastrophe.
A Christmas Carol does come in numerous varieties,
With ones for the aged and the youths of societies.
We both liked Miss Christie’s seasonal fair;
The Adventure of the Christmas Pudding, beware!
Gems hidden in dinner and Poirot prowling round;
Of intrigue and scheming Agatha does herself proud.
The mood then turns sombre, and tears do unfurl
As we consider the fate of Andersen’s Little Match Girl;
Pitied by those who had not shown her kindness,
A lesson to all suffering poverty blindness.
Through a wardrobe we tumble to Narnia’s cold winter-scape,
From the Snow Queen’s harsh rule, we aim to escape;
With four adventurous children and a lion as guides,
Across frost covered hilltops we slip and we slide.
Then arriving home on our hearth, we lay out on a plate,
A pork pie, some turnips, for the Hogfather we wait;
To Pratchett’s Discworld we eagerly go,
Listening earnestly for the cry “HO. HO. HO.”
“Blooming Christmas here again!” is the cry we next hear
As Raymond Briggs’ Father Christmas brings on some good cheer.
These famous tales suit a cold winter’s night
When each of should be all snuggled up tight;
So “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
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