• Hanging ornaments on the tree
    Branches bend and bow to me
    Beautiful and as big so far as I can see

    But, nothing can compare
    To the presents beneath at which we longingly stare
    They can only be opened on Christmas morn...so unfair.

    Maybe to sneak a peek
    At the present which plays with me hide n' seek
    A TREACHEROUS game at which it has won this week

    I must keep my mind at ease
    This next week will be a breeze
    I must make sure to avoid the presents I long to seize

    On Christmas night, I can open one
    But, my gift was not quite so fun...
    I opened socks...the parents won.