What Christmas Means To Me

Last week I wrote a acrostic poem about what christmas means to me. I put a little message at the end. It means Christmas may be different but spending time with family is always the same.

I liked how I made the word it started with bigger then the rest smaller because it looks like an acrostic poem.

It was hard to think of what the words started with because some were really hard.

Here is my acrostic poem:

What Christmas means to me…
Christmas, the birth of Jesus, means to me…
Christmas is a perfect time of year
Happy holidays for our families
Running through prickles on my nana’s lawn
Is about giving that gives us joy
Silly Christmas games making us tired
Tempting to eat the bacon and eggs for breakfast
Mum telling us to be quiet
Another Christmas almost done
Sleeping soundly as the day finishes

Christmas may have different meanings… 
All different traditions...
But one thing is the same…
Spending time with family!