81. A Child Is Born
Prayers and songs sung
To praise His holy name
A nativity scene began
The scene we've come to claim
Prayers and songs sung
To praise His holy name
A nativity scene began
The scene we've come to claim
This poem represents a fresh look at an ancient story that is so full of hope.
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Lying down on the ground
In the cold, fluffy snow
Forcing angels to stay on the earth
I was afraid to be left alone
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He’s coming! He’s coming!
Santa Claus is on his sleigh!
He’s coming! He’s coming!
Magic reindeer – up and away!
Driftin' on a dream...
Sitting here, I gaze out the window,
Fading away...
Do you feel the joy when silver bells are ringing
and when you hear the voices of Christmas carolers singing?
Do you feel in awe of the night sky's brightest star,
and feel the blessing that Christmas brings deep inside your heart?
I lie here awake, afraid to sleep.
I've prayed the Lord my soul to keep.
My stocking is hung on my bed,
Really brother's long sock instead.
(sung to the tune of "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year") - with apologies to Andy Williams
It's the most fattening time of the year
There'll be pizza and dim sum, oh yes, please, I'll have some
Thanks for the laugh. I love your version of the song, and your clever lyrics fit perfectly. To me, it's especially funny because it is so relatable (sigh), and I think we have a similar...
The golden lights are twinkling
With Christmas in the air;
Bing Crosby sweetly singing,
And snowflakes in my hair.
You could have written this poem for me - it will be my first Christmas without my husband. I've written a similar poem myself, but if you check it out you will find it's not as good as...
Once upon a time
In a faraway Land
A little King was born
In a place called Bethlehem
Oh, to capture Christmas
In the palm of one's hand;
To clasp, like a jeweled strand,
Every memory dear and grand.
I shall wrap myself in a blanket of Christmas
Where all is hushed and still,
Save for the tiny sound of a baby's breath
Born to bring peace and goodwill.
Christmas here once more,
hard to ignore, festive
wreaths on every door.
I really loved this Poem! If you would ever ask me, Christmas is my FAVORITE holiday and it is the best time of year! My favorite thing about Christmas is the family being together and...
Winter time is here again, the trees are all but bare
It's time to don the scarves and boots, & warmer things to wear.
Bikinis, shorts and summer tops, have all been packed away
They won't see the light again, till next year's summer's day.
The kitten's in pajamas,
The puppy wears a bow.
Dad's dressed just like a candy cane:
Red stripes from head to toe.
Pure delight reading this poem. I am sitting here with a great big smile on my face. Thank you. Very best wishes, Ann.