Day of Giving Special

Christmas in Happy Valley
by butteredwings

The golden bells do line the path
Where lil' feet scurry on.
With borovan and gifts in their hands,
The year's worries and fear all gone.

For tis' a time to celebrate
To laugh the day away.
With not a frown on every face
As they hurry on their way.

Towards the land where snow does fall
Where magic's touch shines bright.
And Neopians be it young or old,
In holiday spirit, they all unite.

The songs of Christmas fills the sky
As they dance into the night.
Amidst the drift of snowflakes and
The glow of faerie light.

The petpets join their little dance
As do the faeries too.
As all unite in holiday cheer
(Yes, even Count von Roo.)

The sky an expanse of sapphire blue,
The ground blanketed in white.
A harmony of ice and snow
- A truly beautiful sight.

The Day of Giving
by paraxeno_daimonio

A special day is coming
It’s a day full of joy
What gifts are you expecting?
A pinata, a snowglobe, maybe a toy?

A special day is coming
We cannot exclude anyone
Let’s treat all Neopians like equals
And even Lord Darigan might come!

A special day is coming
The Day of Giving is not far
Did you get your neopets a gift?
Don’t forget the Advent Calendar!

A special day is coming
What have you done this year?
Have you donated to the Tree of Money?
Have you wiped another Neopian’s tear?

A special day is coming
The preparations should be made
Buy some Christmas paint brushes,
Put on your holiday outfit; there is no time to wait

A special day is coming
It’s the awaited Day of Giving
Snow, fir trees, candy and seasonal songs
A mug of borovan you could be drinking

Santa is coming too
With his sled, he will bring us presents
But if you just can’t get to sleep,
Counting Babaas might be of some help

Celebrate this day with friends but remember of those in need,
That’s the true message: one day you get, on the other day you give

Celebrate this day with me.
by o_babypet4me_o

It comes once a year.
Oh yes, just one day.
No matter how much you wish you could have more.

So treasure it.

Can you see the smiles of those around you?
The laughter from your friends and family?
Can you see the stars in the sky that twinkle just for you?

Guiding you to this day.

Come celebrate this day with me.
I will show you that I care.
Not with presents or with food,
but with me just being there.

It comes just once a year.
But our friendships all year round.

So what is more important on this special day?

For me it is you and all my friends,
Just being there with me.

So Celebrate this day with me,
I will tell you a joke or two.
We will laugh and be happy,
Remembering what has happened this year.

So my friends,
Celebrate this day with me
For it comes just once a year.
Christmas, kwanzaa or hanukkah, 
Just celebrate Neopets! 
Because that's what has brought us together.

Young Neopets Will Enjoy Their Toys
by _brainchild_

Which gifts will please young Neopets
On this grand holiday?
Stuff from the Toy Shop, I'll bet!
Their days will all be made.

A marvelous Space Faerie doll
Brings overflowing joy,
Since she's the coolest of them all.
She's such a stellar toy!

However, common items are
The only choice for some.
Fret not, these things should not be barred!
They'll still bring heaps of fun.

Whether the toy you shall receive
Is glam or a flawed fit,
Your gift brings reasons to believe
In holiday spirits.

Day of Giving Greetings!
by anjie

Merry now, the falling snow,
That’s joy that’s in the air!
Raise your hand in jolly wave,
To greet the season, fair.
Colours bright on gifts so wrapped,
And placed in piles, high.
For ‘tis the giving season, friends.
When snowclouds fill the sky.

Music dances on the wind,
The gift of songs sung soft.
Like gifts the notes float on the breeze,
That lifts them far aloft.
‘Tis the time of sharing joy,
As gifts pass on and on.
Heavy laden, table seems,
With feast so placed upon!

Neopia, this is the time!
To pass fair cheer to all.
“Season’s Greetings!” comes the cry,
“To you, too!” Rings the call.
Pets do dash from house to house,
Paws chilled by powdered snow.
Bearing gifts for neighbours dear,
Who sit by fire’s glow.

Petpets dance, anticipate,
And all lands do rejoice.
“Giving time!” The realm does call,
In one loud merry voice.
It is the season all do seek,
And with it comes such cheer,
We’ll all rejoice, and eat our fill,
For ‘tis but once a year!

A Tradition of Giving
by geneames1

Come gather ye round the fireplace bright
And harken to my winter's tale
A story of gratitude, story of hope
When the spirit of kindness prevailed

Neopia wore a blanket of white
on that fateful day long ago
A tree stood alone in the town's center square
Save for one tiny child in the snow.

"What can I give you?" the Money tree asked
The child answered, shaking his head
"You gift us so many things all the year long
I'm giving you something instead."

He then sang a song in a voice pure and sweet
and as the notes drifted into the night
Others soon joined him to give their thanks too
Their hearts full of joy, spirits light.

That impromptu chorus became a tradition
and serves to remind us, it's said
It isn't the having that makes someone rich
It's the giving of good will instead.

The Day of Giving
by dr_tomoe

The crux of the month
that we wait all year
the Day of Giving
is finally here!

Gather all your friends
and Neofamily together
to come together and
warm up from the weather.

It's a time of togetherness
and a time for joy
and a time for presents
like books and toys.

We show our appreciation
to those we consider close
and exchange gifts with them
and get what they desire most

Keep the spirit in the air
and keep the meaning true
So Happy Day of Giving
from me, to you.

The Day of Giving. Neopian Style !!!!
by jayaswati

The day of giving is finally here,
A lovely day beyond compare,
Neopia is geared to celebrate away,
Dear friends!! Today is THE DAY !!! Hurray !! 
 
Winter starlight festival brightly shines,
In the land of terror mountain, neggs and pines.
Snowager sleeps, everyone else is awake,
Feasting on slushies and hot plum cake.

Celebrations are on in all their glory,
Faerieland looks like a magic story.
The faeries dance in the enchanted light,
Judhora and Illusen forget their fight.

Strains of music carry through the air,
Sakhmet celebrates with total flair. 
Sand squash, sand grapes, food galore,
And Carollers singing the ancient lores. 

Haunted woods is not far behind, 
The ghosts have decided to be kind. 
They’ll share their halloween loot with you,
If you spend this special day with them too.

In Maraqua, you can have a lot of fun,
Deep underwater, away from the sun.
Kelp has a discount to catch the crowd,
The music is ramped up crazy loud !

Likewise all neopian lands celebrate, 
Being in Neopia today is the best bet. 
You never know what magic surprises,
Is there in the lands, as the sun rises !!

Advent
by kiyoshi_black

Winter is here,Day of Giving is near
Neopian celebrating with sincere
With carols and gifts,bells and lights
Even making Jhundora excite

From far we a hear a bell
A group of Uni playing carousel
Its a holiday,its a celebration
Said them to the Bruce Watchman

Bright Christmas tree shines from far
Sends a greeting to the star
Look closely,look carefully under the tree
A family of Jermite dancing happily

From a Krawk's house near a peer
Giggles and laughter we can hear
All those feeling making it priceless
Especially during the year Xmas

The Night Before Christmas
by she_chose_love

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through my neohouse
not a wocky was stirring, not even a tigermouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.


The usul's were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of cherry usuki pastries danced in their heads.
And Fyora in her fyoras arm wraps, and I in my acara fur cap ,
had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.


When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my air faerie canopy bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the candy cane stained glass window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.


The moon on the crest of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should show,
but a miniature sleigh and eight Christmas barlow.

With a uni beside him, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than draiks, his coursers they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:

"Now Dasher! Now Dancer!
Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid!
On, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of Terror Mountain!
To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!" 

As dry as The Lost Desert that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the neohome roof the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of AAA and Abigail bobbleheads , and St. Nicholas too.


And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
the tapping and magic of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
down The hand painted chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. 


He was dressed all in an ornate fur trimmed robe ,that went from his head to his foot,
and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a uni just joining his pack.


His eyes--how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like two pink wave crystal neggs, his nose like a cherry meerca gobstopper !
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a baby korbat bow,
and the beard on his chin was as white as the fur on Taelia's robe .
The stump of a chokato candy cane he held tight in his teeth,
and the scent of the flavor it encircled his head like a faerie head wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
that shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of carnapepper Jelly.


He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.


He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
and filled all the Christmas Peophin Stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
and giving a nod, up the hand painted chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove towards Faerieland and out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all of Neopia, and to all a good night!"