for your reading pleasure: a Christmas poem I wrote when I was 19.

It’s cold outside; the air is nippy.

Finals week is here.

When they are done - yippee! -

Christmas comes so near!

My second year in college,

Halfway done, indeed.

We will soon see how much knowledge

I have, and how much I need.

This year, something new:

No more psychology.

English now is what I’ll do,

Books and grammar for me.

Since I’m majoring in English now,

I still enjoy my reading.

I read whenever time will allow…

I have less time than I am needing.

 The three English classes I took

This year kept me very busy.

I bonded with my grammar book

So much it made me dizzy.

Because of all this English time,

I decided that, this year

I’d pen out a little rhyme

For your Christmastime cheer!

The words are simple, sure,

But, really, I’ve hardly begun.

My skills will gradually mature,

For college is not halfway done!

Until then, with this December

Comes a poem; I hope not a bore.

I beg you to please remember

That I am but a mere sophomore!

I hope this poem provided laughter,

And I hope your holidays consist of

Wonderful days ending happily ever after.

So Merry Christmas to you, with love!

(editor's note: you're welcome.)