Advent, Advent, one little candle’s light,
He dreams while sleeping at night,
Of jumping, fluffy sheep so white.
Advent, Advent, a second candle’s glow,
He feels the time is starting to flow,
Hoping for a third candle’s show.
In the dream’s vast expanse so wide,
He turns on his side, snoring beside.
Advent, Advent, now the third one’s bright!
He hears a sound, a hammer’s pound,
Someone shouts, there’s a whimper all around.
From deep below, he ascends above,
Drawn from time into the light with love.
Advent, Advent, the fourth candle’s light!
He wakes up, opening his eyes so wide,
Sees a little elf by his bedside.
The elf, in haste, building toys had tried,
But hurt his thumb in his crafty stride.
The awakened man he sternly scans:
„You’ve slept enough, Christmas man!
Up! Up! We can’t afford delay,
The time is now to be on our way!“
Advent, Advent, the moment’s here,
We welcome Christmas with holiday cheer!
For the Holy Night, so pure and bright,
The Christmas man is now in sight!
More English poems about christmas
A Light for Each Stanza in Advent, Advent, one little candle’s light
This poem is a self-written piece. Each light gets a stanza dedicated to it. It refers to Santa Claus and the upcoming Christmas season. He is in a slumber that does not want to be disturbed. However, time marches on and the Christmas season approaches. He can no longer sleep, as much work awaits him.
Hustle and Bustle for Santa Claus
The hustle and bustle don’t only plague humans but also this important man. It’s time to set off on Christmas Eve to distribute the gifts. The elves are already waiting for him with the sleigh. He can dream of fluffy sheep again once he has completed his tasks and every child and adult has received their gift. Each light shows how time is running out and the Christmas season is getting closer.
Urgency
And each light burns, bringing urgency closer. Even in sleep, his inner peace senses how time is running out and the important deadline approaches. One can easily imagine how the reindeer are becoming impatient, trotting around in front of the sleigh, waiting for Santa Claus to arrive and set off.
The Awakening
By the 4th light, Santa Claus is abruptly awake and knows exactly what to do. Cheerfulness and activity are needed, for now, he can no longer rest. He must act quickly, otherwise, he will be too late or cannot afford to have no gifts under the Christmas trees. Not only are his elves diligent, but he also must complete his tasks. He knows this very well and strives to stick to his schedule.
Time Slips Away
Thus, a certain hustle and bustle also overtake Santa Claus, expressed through the lights, which also signify the fleeting time. Santa Claus is joyfully greeted by the world, and he flies through the sky to distribute the gifts. Shining eyes of children await him, but adults also look forward to this time. The poem shows that he also cannot wait too long and even for Santa Claus, the Christmas season is a stressful time. Every moment of rest beforehand is also an oasis for him, where he draws strength.
Off you go, Santa Claus, to deliver the gifts and bring joy to the people. The elves support you, the toys are produced, and the gifts heavily load the sleigh. The chimneys smoke where they still exist, and he must also find ways in modern times to get to the Christmas trees. This poem will serve as the basis for a story. In the hustle and bustle of the night, he delivers the gifts and looks forward to the children’s eyes, shining with anticipation on the evening or the following morning. If he’s lucky, some cookies and some milk await him.