By Josie Whitehead
Just walk along a Christmas street,
Stained gold with bright street lights,
Where people search for Christmas gifts
And murmur with delight.
Reflected lights make pavements bright
With colours, red and green -
Like coloured icicles they hang,
Quite cheerful to be seen.
There’s a Christmas tree, where fairies sit
And shiver in the rain.
They hang their heads and gaze below
As rain runs down the drain.
They look inside the shops and see
Some warm and cosy scenes
Where other fairies sit on shelves
Quite happy, dry and clean.
Two little girls come to their tree:
'Look - fairies on this tree!
They look so sad out in this rain,
Yet are pretty as can be.'
One little girl looks up and says:
'I’m as certain as can be,
That the pretty fairy at the top
Looked down and smiled at me.'
A happy Christmas children all.
Enjoy your shopping sprees,
But don’t forget to wave your hands
To the fairies on the trees.
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*Published in 2010 (Celebrations - AMS Educational Publishing).