Poem – Waking up on Christmas Day
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I have just woken up suddenly in the middle of a Christmas themed dream
Which I have quickly forgotten about, like with all dreams I have
Still feeling quite tired myself after struggling to fall asleep last night
After having spent a good few hours last night in my living room
Wrapping up all my familys Christmas presents t0 go under our Christmas tree
All each of the presents carefully wrapped up and placed under the Christmas tree
Wrapped up in the lovely sparkly pink and silver wrapping paper
After having bought the sparkly Christmas wrapping paper and little gift tags
Yesterday on Christmas Eve early afternoon after having faced the long shopping queues
From having dropped off one of my younger siblings Patricia
And after having driven back home waiting in a slow moving long traffic queue
Whilst getting more frustrated waiting in the traffic queue with every passing minute
I have gotten up at a fairly earlier time than usual at around six o clock in the morning
Whilst downstairs below my bedroom floor I can distinctly hear my younger siblings
Called Lucy and Patricia, who are now almost seven and nine years old
Rushing around in our living room unwrapping all their presents from under the Christmas tree
Both at times screaming and laughing filled with excitement
With my own mum reminding them both at times to calm down and stop screaming
I quickly get out of my own bed and go to the bathroom on the left hand side of my own bedroom
To get quickly washed and changed into my red sparkly Christmas themed jumper and long black trousers
After I carefully climb down our slightly steep stairs and head downstairs straight into the living room
And walk over to underneath our Christmas tree and quickly unwrap my own Christmas presents
Greatly thanking both of my parents for my Christmas presents
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