Her notepad poems:
Christmas Thoughts Poem

Christmas Thoughts

Cold winds start to blow,
the windows start to shake
Snow begins to fall,
each perfect little flake
Windows full of light,
the houses seem to glow
Flashing little lights,
reflecting on the snow
Safe and warm inside,
the children try to sleep
Christmas time is near,
will be here in a week

Underneath the tree,
some presents in a pile
Parents always hope,
to make the children smile
Christmas lists so long,
but presents are not free
Did they get it right,
will have to wait and see
Not long left to go,
until that special time
Sharing hot mince pies,
and glasses full of wine

This year try your best,
to be there for someone
Do something that's nice,
not just because it's fun
Christmas is a time,
to spread a little joy
Be there for someone,
and not just give some toy
Not some boring gift,
that's just so you can boast
Give the gift of time,
that's what they need the most
Dean Thorpe
Christmas tree ball in a shop window

A very pretty Christmas tree ball in a display spotted in a shop by Dean Thorpe

About this poem

This poem was written on a cold winter day in December while sitting here with thoughts of Christmas spinning round in my head. No snow at the time, but more than a few sub zero temperatures and lots of ice cold wind, so I was thinking that maybe it won't be long!


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  2. Her notepad poems: Being free to be me
  3. Her notepad poems: Big metal box
  4. Her notepad poems: Blue lights in the mirror
  5. Her notepad poems: Christmas thoughts
  6. Her notepad poems: Cold and grey in the UK
  7. Her notepad poems: Colours of my life
  8. Her notepad poems: Computers are a pain
  9. Her notepad poems: Concept of happiness
  10. Her notepad poems: Crowds all around me
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  16. Her notepad poems: Feeling alone
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  18. Her notepad poems: Fluffy little tails
  19. Her notepad poems: Fluidity / genderfluid
  20. Her notepad poems: Free school parking
  21. Her notepad poems: Frozen moment in time
  22. Her notepad poems: Gay Pride
  23. Her notepad poems: Going to Disneyland Paris
  24. Her notepad poems: Hand beside me
  25. Her notepad poems: I hate you
  26. Her notepad poems: Illusion of life
  27. Her notepad poems: Just another dumb animal
  28. Her notepad poems: Just be
  29. Her notepad poems: Life of a photographer
  30. Her notepad poems: Life of a snowflake
  31. Her notepad poems: Light from another world
  32. Her notepad poems: Lurking in the darkness
  33. Her notepad poems: Maybe I am going mad
  34. Her notepad poems: Mindfulness
  35. Her notepad poems: Normality
  36. Her notepad poems: Not going mad this Christmas
  37. Her notepad poems: Opening my mind
  38. Her notepad poems: Out there
  39. Her notepad poems: Passion or prayer
  40. Her notepad poems: Perfect man
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  47. Her notepad poems: Silence closes in
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  50. Her notepad poems: Storm
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  52. Her notepad poems: Stranger beside me
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  54. Her notepad poems: Tick and the tock
  55. Her notepad poems: Time flies by
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  58. Her notepad poems: Watching death poem
  59. Her notepad poems: Westwood House
  60. Her notepad poems: When I grow up
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  63. Her notepad poems: Why me
  64. Her notepad poems: You are my reason