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Little Drummer Boy


Little Drummer Boy


Little Drummer Boy


Deck the hall with bells and holly,

Fa la la la la, la la la la.

‘Tis the season to be jolly,

Fa la la la la, fa la la la.


Normal children

At first glance

But one

Stands apart

Draws my heart


Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,

He watches his feet

Tries to march to the beat

His eyes slide to the side

To see the others

His sisters and brothers


I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That’s fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Arms askew he strums his drum


 Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my drum?

I want to wrap him up

Take him home

Keep him safe and warm

Calm his fears

My face is wet with tears


I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum.


©DGA 10 December 2011 08:39

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

26 thoughts on “Little Drummer Boy

  1. Denise, that was so touching, I think that it is one of your finer works, I could feel the pa rum pum pum pum, and the heartbeat of the poetress, all at once. Really, nice work..


  2. I keep meaning to say to you..I like your new background

    You have excelled yourself this time..well done hun!


    • Thank you, Patrecia, I only changed the colour – more me for a while!

      I wasn’t sure I would be able to do this poem and think I could probably improve on it… thanks. 😀


  3. Someone should tell the drummer boy that he has the greatest gift; the music keeps cadence to the beat of his drum…


  4. Very creative! Enjoyed this very much.


  5. awww i would have wanted to take him home as well…and one of my fav songs for the season ever…


  6. I loved this Adee.
    Very special.


  7. Lovely song, lovely and caring poem – I think that child may have been a long-ago me…


  8. Denise, this juxtaposition is inspired and very moving.


  9. Oh, this went straight to my heart like an arrow, Denise. I’ve felt this too many times. What a beautiful poem.


  10. Thi season brings out such a heightening of emotion, both good and bad, and the plight of many is rawly exposed


  11. This was so touching and dear.


  12. Absolutely beautiful,
    Sadly so of course, as it reminds me of a friends blog post who visited a civil war tomb stone, simply marked ( Drummer)..which of course usually meant a 12 or 13 year old child, killed in action with no means of personal defense.
    My comment as I recall was something to this effect to one of the Tomb Stones revealing the little drummer boys last name the same as my mothers maiden name.

    “.. as my mama’s maiden name is Miller. Sad, it says drummer…makes the words when Johnny comes marching home again…really sound off in my head…as I tend to think of 13 year old kids when I think of a confederate, or even a federal drummer. Sadly, this Johnny didn’t come marching home”.

    My friends Blog address for this post is:

    Bless You


  13. nothing says seasons greetings and happy holidays like this post! nice stuff!


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