41. Wishes
The orange glow of the fireplace
fills the room with Christmas cheer.
To my family I raise my glass,
full of wishes for the year.
The orange glow of the fireplace
fills the room with Christmas cheer.
To my family I raise my glass,
full of wishes for the year.
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Rows of houses blanketed with snow.
Christmas lights lucent and aglow.
A reindeer, a sleigh, like artwork on display.
Stories unraveling, brass bells ringing,
Though I live in Australia, I can picture the scene in my mind's eye. It's reminiscent of a Charles Dickens scene from Scrooge. I love the poem and appreciate the words and talent of the poet.
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The laughter of eternity's children
Resides in the glint of his eyes,
And his joyous laugh, which surrounds us all,
Leaves an echo that never dies.
Upon us now is that time of year again
When we think a lot about our family and friends.
The days are short and the nights are cold,
I went to church on Christmas morn to hear the angels sing.
My heart was lifted with every chorus; the rafters, they did ring.
I sang along with joy in my heart, the greatest sound I've ever heard.
From "O Holy Night" to "What Child is This?" I cherished every word.
This a very touching poem telling the perfect way to begin Christmas day. The greatest songs in the world heard on this special day celebrating Jesus, especially this perfect day. Songs bring...
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.
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.
It's Christmas time,
And I wish you well.
May the Lord bless you
With the best of health.
Hits home! It's perfect, not to long and straight to the point. I could see this in a Christmas card.
Cold days and hard long nights.
Trees shimmed with tiny lights,
Their branches pointing ever high,
Reaching for the midnight sky.
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,
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.
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.
Silent soft snow descends.
Lights reflect into the night.
The world seems to wait,
Hushed before Christmas's delight.
'Tis the season for warmth and cheer,
To be with our family and those we hold dear.
But what if we are miles away?
What if we can't be there on Christmas day?
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...
Christmas is a happy time for friends and family,
The children are excited as they unwrap presents around the tree.
Carols are sung and lights twinkle in the night.
My Granny has just passed away, but I thought of her more like a mother - we were really close. I have been dreading Christmas because it just makes me miss her more. This poem touched my...
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...
May peace dwell with you,
may prosperity huddle near.
May family gather together
without heartache or tear.
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.
People saying, "Ho, Ho, Ho"
Lovers kissing under the mistletoe
Children playing in the snow