Gwen wrote an acrostic poem for school that her teacher said was the best one she had read in years. This gives her some bragging rights here at home since it is the same class her three older sisters were in ;)
CHRISTMAS
Christmas is a very joyful and wonderful time of year.
Heavenly music fills the air as the stockings are gently turned over, their contents spilling out onto the rug.
Ripped snowman paper flies around the room as children utter cries of delight while they open their gifts.
In the kitchen sweet aromas float out of the oven, adding to the fragrance of melting candles.
Spicy smelling pine needles litter the floor, along with tinsel, ribbons and bits of colorful paper.
The glass nativity set on the mantle glows softly, reflecting the dancing fire in the hearth.
Merry children's faces shine as "Silver Bells" echoes through the lighted streets.
As weary children sit on the floor to eat their many cookies and sweets, they are tired and happy.
Sitting at their table covered with a delicious Christmas dinner, each family, filled with love for each other, reads the story of the first Christmas Eve.
2 comments:
I think I have to agree with Gwen's teacher (sorry three older sisters).
What a wonderful, descriptive poem. It is just like being there.
Grandma
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