We Are All Children (at Christmas Time)

we were counting cookies, one, two, three

when someone stole the cherries!

H-m-m-m, who could it be 😂💗

this poem is a mingling of past, present and future

part recollection, part participation

and part anticipation 😋😊💖

Arms open wide to big hugs of hello

Breath hangs on air, breathless with stars of snow

Scents from the kitchen delight young and old

(We are all children when licking out bowls)

Love looks for ways to fit into a box

Dollies and teddy bears, books, balls and blocks

New socks, odd gadgets, bubble bath, wind chime

(We are all children at gift-giving/getting time)

Tins fill with many a sugary prize

Budget and extravagance compromise

Cook-space grows crowded, taste-testers abound

(We are all children where cookies are found)

Christmas hymns kindle heart-hearths with love’s joy

We thrill as gladness spills from girl and boy

Joy to the World, Silent Night, Deck the Halls

(We are all children while singing those car’ls )

Hark! hear that glorious story again

Gaze at the angels, shepherds and wise men

Kneel at the manger, be wondrously awed

For, we are all children when gazing at God

© Janet Martin

Hark! hear that glorious story again

Gaze at the angels, shepherds and wise men

Kneel at the manger, be wondrously awed

For, we are all children when gazing at God