41. A King
Christmas, a time of wonder and joy,
A time to celebrate the birth of a baby boy.
A child innocent and true,
Christmas, a time of wonder and joy,
A time to celebrate the birth of a baby boy.
A child innocent and true,
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Invited to the manger with the shepherds and the sheep
to visit, to behold, to glory, to believe.
The Savior is born for the nations and for me!
But what gift might I bring?
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You're what Christmas means to me
you're the bright lights that sparkle,
On my Christmas tree,
You're the soft snowflakes
Today, December 23rd, another Christmas nears.
I try to keep tradition up while holding back my tears.
I know I have been blessed for all the many years
Mary was chosen; how could this be true?
A young girl and virgin was who they all knew.
Cousin Elizabeth, too, six months was she.
Her son was John, a "forerunner" he would be,
I was moved by "The Miracle of Christmas." My Momma passed in 2008, and I think of her and miss her often. She kept clippings from many sources in a notebook I found after she was gone. Her...
Christmas Past, Present & Future....
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In 2012, my husband's ex-wife moved their 2 children (ages 17 & 15) out of state, 1500 miles away without communicating to him it was going to happen. He would sit on the sofa & cry daily for...
My childhood Christmas memories always make me smile.
I'll often drift to long ago and stay there for a while.
Remember singing carols long before the date?
Of counting days from Halloween, I really couldn't wait.
I was very touched by this story, because it brought back my Christmas memories. I come from a family of 13 children I'm next to the youngest, but Christmas was the happiest day for all of...
Across a white December night,
Each home is filled with candle light.
The moon shines brightly in a golden sky.
Stars are twinkling way up high.
If I had one Christmas wish
For family and friends this year,
We would take the opportunity to strengthen values and beliefs
We hold so dear.
Silent soft snow descends.
Lights reflect into the night.
The world seems to wait,
Hushed before Christmas's delight.
Imagine waking up to that cool winter air
to see snow drifting and falling into your hair.
To build snowmen and snow angels and get into snowball fights,
and to snuggle in front of the fire that cool Christmas Eve night.
I wish for my lost loved ones to spread wings
So they'd fly back and share all Christmas things,
Just as they did back in their days on earth
And the holy birth was a source of great mirth.
Three wise men followed
Yonder star that starry night
Shepherds watched their flocks
Angles sang with delight
December is here and there's ice all around.
All the leaves are gone and the soil has hardened on the ground.
Icy breath as you exhale,
Christmas is a special time
To give, to serve, to love.
It isn't just about yourself,
But others that you think of.
I think I simply love this poem. Good job! The last stanza is very well written.
Christmas is a time when everyone gathers together
To share love and bring hope of a light that will last forever.
At a time like this, there's no such thing as being alone.
When you're with the ones you love, you'll then learn to grow.
A happy fat Santa busy one day,
Looks to his elves, all busy with work and no play.
A little boy running through the snow
Five more days till Christmas.
Santa and his crew
were working overtime making
children's dreams come true.
I absolutely wish I wrote this brilliant, funny poem. Well done to the author.
Driftin' on a dream...
Sitting here, I gaze out the window,
Fading away...
For every Christmas carol we sing,
For every present under the tree,
For every child that smiles with glee,
It's still about Jesus.