Christmassy
Bobble hats
Slippy ice,
Santa asks, naughty or nice?
Robin red
Christmas pud,
Baskets brim, festive with food.
Woollen mits,
Speeding sledge,
Twinkling lights inside a hedge.
Jingle bells
Winter fair,
People hug tight, everywhere.
Slippy ice,
Santa asks, naughty or nice?
Robin red
Christmas pud,
Baskets brim, festive with food.
Woollen mits,
Speeding sledge,
Twinkling lights inside a hedge.
Jingle bells
Winter fair,
People hug tight, everywhere.
This poem is copyright (©) Laura Cooney 2025

About the Writer
Laura Cooney
Laura is a writer from Edinburgh who writes for both children and grown ups and has numerous publications both in print and online. When she's not doing 'lots of writing' she'll be found with her two daughters as close to the sea as possible, probably looking for shells. There will be ice-cream!