Aussie Christmas Way
(my jingle bells)
Dashing through the sand on a hot Australian day over the dunes we go laughing all the way
Riding on our boards down the dunes we slide watch out for the snakes and things and hope we don’t collide
Oh, Jingle Bells, it’s hot as hell sliding all the way having fun - in the sun on this Christmas day - hey
Jingle bells, it’s hot as hell the beach is where we play in the sun, splashing fun on this Christmas day
Having fun, in the sun the Aussie Christmas way.
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One Christmas Wish
I have a big wish for Christmas I hope it does come true I’m asking Santa nicely because nothing else will do
You see my heart is very lonely it needs a love real fast my soul has been depleted I need true love to last
Christmas has been lonesome for way too many years so I’ve made a Santa wish list I sure do hope he hears
I’ve never wanted much in life I’m more a giver at Heart but this year I am wishing so Christmas don’t fall apart
Just one gift is all I need underneath my little tree thankyou in advance dear Santa for the magic you’re sending me.
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Christmas Haiku
Christmas is Coming
there's a whisper of magic
Hope is in the air.
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I hope you enjoyed these poems. Part 2 coming soon.
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Paula Rowlands
Paula, known as Pivotal Poetry on FB, has been writing poems for more than 35 years. She has been published in a few anthologies over the years and has several books out on Amazon. She enjoys sharing her Poetry. Forever the Dreamer.
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Great, I like your writing style
These poems are amazing. Really feel the Christmas spirit through them. ❤️💚