Children At Play On Christmas Day

Children At Play On Christmas Day

By Paul McCann 

It was Christmas day and off we went.  

on pogo sticks with our knees half bent
ready to hop and off we would go ,

along the street in the falling snow

Running and skipping having some fun ,

chasing the day before it begun

Christmas day we loved it a lot  ,

we made stories and  songs on the spot..

Those were the good old days of childhood, 

when I was young and the  times were good.

Playing marbles upon mucky ground.  ,

then in our go carts we’d drive around.

With bows and arrows or  tommy guns, 

off to war we went as little ones.

In the streets there as children we played,

where imaginations often strayed.

far beyond the places that we knew ,

high above the clouds where Giants grew ,

We were kids  at play on Christmas day

 and no one could take our joy away .

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