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Wise Men Still Seek Him Today

W-hen the fullness of time had come, Jesus was born behind an Inn in a cave-like stable.
I-n the Inn there was no room for the Son of God, no room for the Saviour of men.
S-tar was shining so bright above the stable for the shepherds to find their way to Him.
E-ven angels proclaimed His birth to those shepherds "Unto you is born this day."
 
M-anger is where Mary and Joseph first laid him.  It was filled with hay.
E-very animal there must have known that their Creator had come that day. 
N-o one knew the depth of love God had, to give His Son to dwell among men.
 
S-ame star guided three kings from the Orient, who studied the stars and heavens.
T-hese wise men from the East came saying "Where is He that is born King"
I-n their hands they brought him gifts of gold, frankincense and myrr.
L-ike these three wise men, wise men still seek him today! 
L-ove is the reason that God sent His only Begotton Son into the world to save us.
 
S-eeking for you and me, yes God was seeking for us because we had left Him.
E-veryone, yes, all we like sheep have gone astray. Everyone to his own way.
E-ach one has to make his on decision to follow Him or not to follow Him.
K-ing, born to be a King. King of the ages. King of the past. King of the future.

H-eaven, He came from Heaven to earth to show us the right way.
I-niquity, the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
M-elody, He gives us a sweet melody, we sing many songs of praise to Him.
 
T-ree, A Christmas tree, the love that Jesus had for us, to die on a tree.
O-nly one life and how soon it passes. Only in life can we accept His Love.
D-eliverance, He came from Heaven to preach deliverance to the captives.
A-cknowlege Him and accept Him. Behold now is the accepted time.
Y-ou, Yes, this Christmas Love was for You.  Will You accept this love?

For Brian Strands Christmas Love contest.


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My Piano Knows

My piano sits alone a lot of days,
       Waiting for someone to come along who plays.
Usually that someone is my son or me,
       But lately since he's in college, it's been me, you see.

My piano knows when I am angry,
       and lets me take out all my anger on the keys.
My piano knows when I am sad,
       and lets me play it until I am glad.

My piano knows when I am in grief,
       because of the songs I play, it's really beyond belief.
And of course my piano knows when I am happy,
       I play songs of contentment and joy and lots are snappy.

I can be feeling blue and play a harmonious melody or two,
       And in no time at all I will feel like new.

But my piano is loved best at Christmas time
       Playing all the Christmas Carols and Christmas Chimes.
Songs of Jesus love for us and how He came to earth.
       Songs of Angels singing and about His lowly birth.

Songs about three wisemen, my piano plays them all,
       "White Christmas" "Blue Christmas" and songs played at the mall.
I love to play my piano for people to enjoy,
       Elderly, mid-age, young folk, and every girl and boy.

But listen carefully dear hearts, take heed in what I say,
       My piano knows that most of all, God gets the praise always!


Details | Tanka | |

LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night


Details | Epic | |

Pledge of love and loyalty

This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed l am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only lie
in word alone but in action as well.

For that reason in every season
I shall show steadfast commitment
to the implementation of this pledge
with a great deal of astuteness.
I therefore commit myself to be your
devoted and delivering husband for
all the years l shall live with you
on this earth.

I shall treat you with the love and care
you deserve as my wife.
Indeed l shall treat you with
the distinction and dignity
that is befitting of the queen of my heart.
That body, that bone, that breath
shall be my mine to treasure,
for sure;
a dearness to promote and protect
for dear life…and love!
I shall stand by and with you in all the
situations of our life.
If the situation demands that we sail,
sail we shall together.
If the situation demands that we
climb,
climb we shall together.

I know very well what l am getting into:
I am getting into a marriage that is
overflowing with blessings.
This marriage- with our mutual
commitment-
will stand the test of time.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
brims over with a transforming power
of love.

This marriage-with our
mutual commitment –
will transform naivety into maturity
troubles into challenges
pretence into practice
pride into progress
bachelorship into companionship.
I pledge to be your steward and partner
for all times.

I shall value the consultations
and decisions that we make as
husband and wife.
As head of the family I shall do nothing

 

to derail our love train for anything else
least of all for personal and selfish reasons.
Now and forever

I am your lawful and loving husband…
This pledge that l, Nothando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed I am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only
lie in pronouncements but in practice
as well.

For this reason every season
I shall demonstrate untiring love
and loyalty to you;
a love and a loyalty that is a living
embodiment of our marriage vows.
I therefore commit myself to be your
honouring, supportive and loving wife
for all the years l shall live with you.
I shall treat you with the love and care
that you deserve as my husband.
Indeed I shall treat you with
the dignity and nobility that is befitting
of the king of my heart.
On my mind it is always fresh
that I am the flesh of your flesh.
Green or grown

I am the bone of your bone.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
elevates me into a kingdom of wifehood.
I shall endevour to put my family first
with all the rights, obligations
and privileges that come with wifehood.
I shall endevour to wipe off and ward off
loneliness and lostness from our relationship,
seeking nothing but your companionship;
banking on your stewardship,
sinking together any hardship.
Since you are mine
I shall not do anything else to undermine
our relationship for personal
or egotistical
reasons.
Now and forever
I am your lawful and loving wife…


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Christmas Reflections

"Christmas Reflections" One starry night while the Moon was bright a tiny Baby came and Angels sang and Glorias rang for Jesus was His Name, December cold story foretold a special Child was born soon all the Earth would know its worth upon this Christmas morn. White snow was falling Wise Men were calling to visit the newborn King, followed a Star in the distance far three gifts of love to bring. green trees were laced by icicles draped to the stable where He lay animals bowed in voices loud to welcome salvation's way. As carols chimed and midnight timed the family gathered near calm candlelight did hearts ignite feeling intense good cheer, a magic scene, sweet and serene, has lived throughout the ages for essence of real Christmas love is written in God's Pages. A holiday when all can pray and come together in love in atmosphere of decorative cheer and blessings from above, reflections shine at Christmastime embracing souls and hearts as merry-making and tender aching for God's love and brand new starts. Red candy canes grace window panes but treasures lie inside tinsel on trees and golden leaves the Light inside abides, this joyous Season sparks the Reason Earth now celebrates lives soon lift for the greatest gift all Earth anticipates. *For Nathan's Christmas Contest .


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A Christmas Conversation

Daddy, were you alive when Jesus was born?

No honey, he was born a long time ago, over 2000 years ago.

Where was he born Daddy?

In Bethlehem, a small town in the desert in a manger,

Whats a manger Daddy?

It's a place where they kept animals to feed them.

You see when Jesus was born the Inn was full, so 
they had to get Mary to a warm place to give birth to Jesus.
that was the only place they could go.

Daddy who is Jesus' Daddy?

God is his Father honey?

But who is Joseph?

The Chosen Father, who God chose to raise him, Mary's Husband

I don't understand Daddy!

God wanted a son, he could not have a son without Mary and Joseph's
help. God asked them both if they would help him, without even thinking
they said yes. God gave to them a great gift, God gave them Jesus.

At that moment God gave us all a great gift, He gave us the Son of Man.

The Son of Man Daddy?

Yes honey, you see God is not Man, not one you can touch, Jesus
was, he healed people who were sick, He showed people how to love God 
and how God loves them. There is one more important thing
I want to tell you honey.

What's that Daddy? Jesus did a coupla more things I think are 
important, there are many of course but two I like.

Go on Daddy!

Jesus taught us how to love without conditions, like the way I love you 
and you love me and your Mom and Brother. But how to love everybody
like that.  The most important thing is, is that he died because we humans
broke God's laws, which means we sinned. He died so God would
forgive us.


Wow Jesus really did love us didn't he Daddy...?

Yes he did baby, and the really good thing is he still does and always will.

Come on it's time for bed!

Not until I say my prayers Daddy!

How bout we Pray together tonight?

I'd like that Daddy!

So would I baby, so would I .

Jump up on my back and I'll give you piggy back ride!

I love you Daddy!

I love you too baby, I love you too.........





My Christmas wish is you all have Conversations like this with your 
kids. Trust me they bring tears of joy!

May God Bless you all this Christmas Season as he has Blessed me.

    From Mary, Josh, Shay and myself  MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR


                             With Love.....Taz


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12 days of Christmas Remix

On the First day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
A starfish from the vast sea
On the Second day a Christmas my true love gave to me...
Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the Third day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
Three dolphins dancing, Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the Fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
Four whales waving, Three dolphins dancing, Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the Fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
Five pearl rings,Four whales waving, Three dolphins dancing,two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the Sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
Six silver dollars, Five pearl rings, Four whales waving, Three dolphins dancing,Two crabs crawling, and a starfish from the vast sea
On the Seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
Seven seals swimming, Six silver dollars, Five pearl rings, Four whales waving,Three dolphins dancing,Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the Eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
Eight eerie eels, Seven seals swimming,Six silver dollars,Five pearl rings,Four whales waving,Three dolphins dancing,Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
Nine Norway lobsters, Eight eerie eels,Seven seals swimming,six silver dollars,five pearl rings, four whales waving,three dolphins dancing, two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the Tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
Ten tiny turtles, Nine Norway lobsters,eight eerie eels, seven seals swimming, six silver dollars, five pearl rings, four whales waving, three dolphins dancing,two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
Eleven teeny frog eggs, Ten tiny turtles, Nine Norway lobsters, Eight errie eels, Seven seals swimming, Six silver dollars, five pearl rings, four whales waving, three dolphins dancing, two crabs crawing and a starfish from the vast sea
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
An aquarium to keep them happy, Eleven teeny frog eggs, ten tiny turtles, Nine Norway lobsters, eight eerie eels , seven seals swimming, Six silver dollars, Five pearl rings, four whales waving,Three dolphins dancing,Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea.

 "remix 12 days xmas song"
BY:Sabina
12/11



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O Holy Night

O holy night when Christ was born,
And in a manger laid;
What love decreed that God should be
The child of a maid?
O holy night the inn was full,
A stable near at hand;
O night of prophecies fulfilled
When Caesar taxed the land.

O holy night the shepherds watched
Their flocks upon the field,
And, lo, the angel of the Lord
With glory was revealed.
"Fear not, behold, I bring to you
Good tidings full of joy;
For unto you is born this day
A Saviour as a boy."

Then suddenly the sky was lit
By angels filled with mirth,
Proclaiming glory unto God
And peace to all the earth.
The shepherds said among themselves,
"To Bethlehem we'll go;
For something great is come to pass
And this we wish to know."

They came and found the newborn babe
With Joseph and his bride;
When they had seen, this news they spread
Throughout the countryside,
And all that heard did wonder great
At things the shepherds told;
But Mary pondered all these things 
Within her heart of gold.

O holy night when God was praised,
O night when hope returned;
O night when angels spake aloud
And skies with glory burned:
O holy night when Christ was born,
And in a manger laid;
What love decreed that God should be
The child of a maid? 


~ Based on Luke 2:7-20 ~ 
~Written for "Here We Go A Caroling". First Place Entry.


Details | Free verse | |

Snow

Snow sprinkles the ground
 
as delicate as sugar
 
crystallizing the exterior with a romantic heritage
 
only found in the heart of a child's imagination.
 
Like happiness it can melt in your hands,
 
and like happiness it can grow bitter like the ice you slip on
 
Forming miraculously to the curves of the earth
 
hugging till the land soaks in it's providence
 
white like the pages I battle with
 
Falling so passionately you'd think it was falling in love with the ground
 
And when it lands,
 
A blanket of perfection
 
glistening the season to a crisp
 
gently the sun arises
 
"there's no where to go today,
 
I'm just going to sit and enjoy the magic."


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tired of me

am i all that you wanted
am i what you were askin for 
or am i just like last years christmas toys?
you're tired of me

i see a different side of you
after one problem we're though, we start over again
you're locked up and away from me
you go farther and farther away
you're tired of me

am i all that you wanted
am i what you were askin for
or am i just like last years christmas toys?
you're tired of me

you used to love me
now you doubt me
you used to trust me
now you fear me
you were just like me
now we're different. 
you dont understand me.  you dont even care!

am i all that you wanted 
am i what you were askin for 
or am i just like last years christmas toys?
you're tired of me

i see a different side or you
after one problem we're through.  we start over again
you're locked up and away from me
you go farther and farther away
you're tired of me

you're listenin to lies
and to my surprise. you believe the words they spit in your eyes.
what did i do, to get this from you?
you never even asked me if it was true!
why do you do this to me?

am i all that you wanted 
am i what you were askin for 
or am i just like last years christmas toys?
you're tired of me

i guess love doesnt live here anymore
im fallin and dont know what to do
im tired of the mess, but i dont wanna live without you!
what do you want me to do?
or is it true....
                         you're tired of me

you used to love me
now you doubt me
you used to trust me
now you fear me
you were just like me
now we're different
you dont understand me.  you dont even care!

am i all that you wanted
am i what you were askin for 
or am i just like last years christmas toys?
youre tired of me


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The Song of the Christmas Snow

There is nothing with so much life as a Christmas snow
The crisp air is still as little dancing stars float to the earth
Strong old trees become burdened with drifts of white upon their bows
But seem honored to be dressed in such finery and appear almost to move
In fact, everything has come to life to watch the snowfall.
Then everything is quiet
There is a whisper in the air
It ripples through the trees
See the birds, they are the first to recognize the whisper
As the Masters of Chorus, the birds know it is a song
They sit as true musicians memorizing the lyrics and rhythm
So, the snow speaks, the voice is old, like it has sung this song many times
As the squirrels could tell you this is a lullaby, and they begin to search from their 
perches in the trees for the newborn
And life and love has never felt as strong as now
A horse in its pastures stomps his foot disturbed
Though he hears the song the birds do and the lullaby the squirrels hear, he, 
along with all of the worlds creatures, could swear he just heard a cry
The squirrels chatter with laughter, knowing they where right and the birds take 
up the snow-song to welcome the child they heard cry
And then they stop and the world is silent
The snow has stopped falling
The cry was only a memory from Christmas long past
The child, a child of time whose
 Voice comes with the Christmas snows,
To give every soul the chance to hear
The song of joy and love and beginning,
So it is never forgotten;
The song of the Christmas Snow




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A breath away

When evening falls upon me gently
his eyes a breath away
I become a child rapt intently
like awaited gift on Christmas day

To peek through windows paled by slate
limbal ring that tone the blaze
brightly burning with loves desire
though unfulfilled and un acquired 

They hold their gaze a relentless enduring
that something somehow will change
the clouds of doubt recurrently obscuring
obstacles of trust that keep them estranged

Rivers laced in liquid blues
with silver slivers running through
eyes of a soul that won't let go
of the dearest love he ever knew

Held in hazel and violet ring
staring back a soulful thing
that neither two would dare refute
a love no time nor distance dilute

The day of Christ with gift to bare
knew sorrows unseen or heard
alike this story too has fared
so to placid waters deferred

And yet no love as true as this
could bare the sight no less a gift
though for a moment then dismissed
the most beautiful eyes I've ever missed  
                                                            



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Your Eternal Flame

During the Christmas holidays a candle is continuously lit.
       It is in your memory to let you know I'll never forget.
Each year that passes gets harder than I like to admit.
       I sit by the fire reminiscing while I smoke a midnight cigarette.
Your vanilla scented candle burns on the coffee table.
       I admit when you passed I wasn't mentally stable.
You would be proud of me because eventually I pulled myself together.
       I remember you warned me so many times you wouldn't be here forever.
You were my superwoman, I believed you were tough as steel.
       This candle along with your memory helps me to heal.
It's kinda like you're right here with me.
       I think of you as I put each ornament on the Christmas tree.
Tears roll down my cheek as I whisper your sweet name.
       Inside my heart resides your eternal flame.



*I love you momma Merry Christmas Queen.....
Billie Jean Alexander Lopez...May 1, 1937 - July 26, 2007


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Merry Christmas PS!

This is always a very very difficult time of year for me. I get so dang depressed,
and yes the majority of that pain comes from being incarcerated.  It is a very lonely place.  
Christmas is actually my fav. time of year. It was also my momma's (Grandmomma) who 
passed in 2007.  Her memory glows brighter within my heart during Christmas.  She raised 
me from a babe to a man...Yes I was grandmas boy :) So I was extremely spoiled.  When 
she passed in "07 (while I was in here) Man it nearly killed me.  Please read "For 
Grandmomma" (I wrote about her and my loss).  Anyway - Thank you to my best friend 
Marty Owens, For making Christmas a little happier for me.  I don't really have "family" only 
(my 2 beautiful daughters Jasmine 11 yrs and Brianna 9 yrs.)  Marty is all I have in my life.  
It's a very lonely hard place to be in without "family" or "friends"          Friends are so rare.  
I'm talking genuine friends.  So he introduced me to PS because of my raging passion for 
writing. I've grown so attached to some of you! I'm surprised at the love I have for some of 
you and I don't really know some of you. lol  It's wierd, but love can be wierd sometimes.  
So ...Charma many hugs and kisses!  Carol B. who introduced a lot of people on PS to me.  
Thank you!  Lolita my friend until the end!  Audrey my biggest fan, I'm here for you always! 
Patricia A. woman you always make me smile.  Simone my newest fan your comments 
sometimes make me blush! lol   Linda-Marie I loved my Christmas card  and your 
encouraging words...thank you..Lena...what can I say?  There are cards I would like to get 
out to some of you..send addresses sm and marty will get them to me via postal mail.  I 
would like to hear from you guys w/pics  I too will send pics of me  Merry Christmas XOXO's 
Jimmy M. Anderson #0459587 P.O. Box 2405  Marion NC 28752


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Family Grief Family Happiness

  
   Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
        
    My Family portrait in my mind , 2 older sisters , 2 brothers
        My Mother caring about all five in different ways
      Just with Mom & Dad there having the best of Holidays 
     My sisters laying out on the deck of river bank for 4th of July ~
          
      Listening to " Honkey Chateau " and all by Elton John. 
       music  a great memory ~Disco , Donna summer , Grease ~ Jaws !

     Dad's records to Tony Bennett , Hank W Sr. , Count Basie & Louis Armstrong.
          The music  takes me home in a wagon filled with children and a dog "Lucky "    
      My Older brother , athletic , always fishing & hunting.
                 My younger , my Rock , Swimming and netting for fish,
        feeding our Fat cat Perch off the rocks patiently awaits her food               
         
       the yelling , slamming of doors ,  tempers Flare , passion 
         Our Parents , passionate love yet passionate Hate .
        
        After being a Family of Seven , Divorcing their fate ..
         Why did that show " Dallas " bring out the Divorce in all ?

       Scottish ~ Irish ~ French Iroquois ~ Cherokee  
                 No matter what the mix ..Our curse Alcohol ~
          the  Screaming , Drinking , this memory I wish to shut the door on .  
        Going to A & W or making Cheerleading ,The Bears of course~
             Excited in Chicago !  seeing Elton John in the Summer of 1976 ~
        Cubs ,  museum of Wax , Museum of science & History , Pizza !
        
       Expeditions of discovery ,little brother & I finding arrowheads on the Shore.
             Our Grandparents Faithful Celebrations ! Chiffon cake , Apple strudel `  
        Our Cousins on Holidays , going for ice cream cones , 
          scent of wet rain on oak leaves ~Before Halloween was bought in stores.
        
           ~ That is the Family I Love ,
                     that is the Family I choose to miss ~    
                       
              


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Christmas home decor- a wreath poem-N

Christmas home decor

Short and round is our Christmas wreath
Wreath we made of the tree branches
Branches are tied with the red ribbons
Ribbons stuck with berries,ready is the wreath.

Wreath is placed on our door’s foot steps
Steps away is the snow on tree not far
Far away, look, how He laid His holy hands
Hands on things He wants us to see and praise.

Praise him, be quick your voice to raise
Raise your hands his love to receive 
Receive love in your every choice forever
Forever on Christmas with this decor wreath.

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This type of poetry was first introduced by George Herbert, a contemporary
of Shakespeare. There are two ways to write it. In above poem, the last
word of the first line is the first word of the next line and so on. Or one
may use any word of the first line as the first word of the next line. Variations
of the word can also be used.


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Sir Cliff Richards

“Sir Cliff Richard ”

I do wish I could meet you, properly I mean,
To actually speak to you, would be a dream.
I’ve been to see you three times during the last few years,
Although sitting watching you almost reduced me to tears,
Tears of happiness that is, I hasten to add.
I’ve adored you from afar, since you were not much more than a lad.
Twice I have seen you at Nottingham’s Royal Concert Hall,
Doing your Gospel Concert, but there were no seats left in the stall.
So up at the very top we sat.
I was scared to move in case I fell flat.
Then you came on and started to sing.
It was a fantastic experience I would not have missed it for anything.
Although we went to see you in October, they had Christmas trees on the stage,
Because the show was being recorded for the Christmas edition of Songs of Praise.
When it came on television, I videoed it so I could watch it all over again,
And again, and again, and again, and again. 
My favourite songs are “From A Distance” and “The Twelfth Of Never.”
I could listen to you, forever and ever.
I also like the song you did for Princess Di.
Although when I listen to it, I really could cry,
Especially the words, “All That Matter’s in the End Will Be,
The Love In You And The Love In Me.
With a 20 Year Tranquillizer Addiction, and Agoraphobia,
I’ve Been To Hell and Back.
But Thank God, My Life Is Now Back ON Track.
I sat with 12,000, People at Sheffield Arena, Just to see You,
Years ago this would have been impossible for me to do,
Now my greatest wish in life is too,
Get The Chance Just To Meet You.





Details | Kyrielle | |

Welcome to my Home

Special welcome friend, come right in to my place of quiet serene. 
Welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year.
Of Master’s love and your’s my friend  of wisdom’s grace may I glean,
 As we dismiss St Nicholas myth this Christmas season’s cheer.

Three water pots filled of water be ready, heart, soul and mind.
Welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year.
Welcome is thy mouth,  of abundant life spout, pour in new wine.
We shall drink and be merry, wine of Sharon, on midnight clear.

Bright eyed of Christ mass, humbled children, these special gifts I would, 
welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year.
I would this season of bliss would kiss, as the brotherhood should.
Often blossoms love and kindness in this blessed season cheer.

My humble dwelling my log cabin near lively stream of life,
welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year.
Where the Lamb and Lion lie together having not any strife.
By  the virgin void my home serene came on a midnight clear!

Come fish with me in narrow strait beneath arch of heaven’s gate!
Welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year,
my friends of late let us cleans the slate by dip in narrow strait.
A dip in peaceful river serene clears all the concept’s fear.

Corner stone, concepts rejection the same is heart protected.
Welcome to my Holiday home at this special time of year,
`Tis faith, love material erected, though minds rejected. 
Welcome! My eternal Christmas home, of paranormal cheer!

For contest: Holiday Home
Sponsored by Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.C.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Alive

I traveled the world
And though it is vast
I still need a truth
That would always last

Studied some books
And know my mind too
The whole time God knows
Only love will do

Studied Religion and 
Forever I found
Even God loves Love
On this I expound

My Mom in my life
Always there for me
Taught me that true love
Would there always be

Love doesn't judge man
And I'm very free
From color or type
Of good company

True love doesn't die
"Oh Love, you'll abound,"
Despite all the bad
You'll stand your ground

Love's the Law for me
We are always free
Love keeps me alive
This is Love's decree.


Details | Rhyme | |

Happy Birthday Jesus

Long ago, one Christmas morn, in a stable a child was born
Innocent, helpless and small
How could we believe He’d someday die to save us all?
On His mother He depended for his every need
How then could we imagine it would be by His blood alone that we’d be freed?
Growing up in a time and place so different from Heaven above
Living and dying here on Earth, what a symbol of His love.

To the cross He lovingly went
Knowing it was for our sins alone that He had been sent
Dragging His cross up to that hill where men were condemned to die
Jesus, our Savior suffered the fate while we were all passed by.

“King of the Jews,” that’s what the sign had read.
Hanging just above His thorn crowned head.
Blood spilled from nail driven hands and feet
As Christ suffered a death most bitter and sweet.

The pain and agony He lovingly endured
To give us the gift of salvation, most blessedly assured.
He never counted the cost of a price that was oh so high
Giving up His last breath so we may never have to die.

Today He walks amongst us, having conquered the grave.
Loving, hoping and waiting for us to accept the gift that He gave
When on that day so long ago He died in our place
Proving the power of God’s most amazing grace.

So this Christmas morning before you race for the tree
Take a moment to thank God for Jesus, for the gift of life eternally.
But don’t stop there, unwrap that gift of salvation today
What better way is there to tell Jesus………Happy Birthday?!


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ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.


Details | Romanticism | |

Christmas Teddy Bear, On CD

Darling, what I want for Christmas, is you to be my teddy bear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, a song and dance to share,
Some hugs and kisses between us, a warm and listening ear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, the charm of Christmas cheer,

Yes, what I want for Christmas, is you to be my teddy bear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, in tender loving care,
Some hugs and kisses between us, a song and dance to share,
Some hugs and kisses between us, as I hold you near,

For love to be with us, throughout our Christmas years,
Darling, what I want for Christmas, is you to be my teddy bear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, the charm of Christmas cheer,
Some hugs and kisses between us, the warmth of Christmas dear,

Enduring love to be with us, throughout our Christmas years,
Darling, what I want for Christmas, is you to be my teddy bear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, some hugs and kisses between us,
Some hugs and kisses between us, "Won't you be my teddy bear!!"


Details | Kyrielle | |

Christmas Pinoy Joy

Our cheeks and noses barren from snowflakes, gladly filled with whispers of coconut flakes, falling gently on bibingkas* made dear Welcome to my holiday home this special time of year… Kitchen’s abuzz, humming pots and pans Hamon, embutido and leche flan! Food is happily shared to all who come here Welcome to my holiday home this special time of year… Lights twinkle outside, reflect warmth inside Reunions everywhere where love abides Songs fill the air, voices resonate clear Welcome to my holiday home this special time of year… As day gets ready to embrace the sun, church bells toll gladly, dawn Mass has begun True meaning of Christmas touch hearts and ears Welcome to my holiday home this special time of year… Bright light now fills skies but a star reigns free As parols** adorn homes, big or tiny to show the way to homey atmosphere, Welcome to my holiday home this special time of year… Problems forgotten even for a while, hope and love take center stage, bright with smiles Family and friends just alive with cheer, Welcome to my holiday home this special time of year! --Pinoy is a slang word for Filipino :) * bibingkas—rice cakes—we have a whole slew of rice cakes here, but the most common garnish for these would be grated coconut; bibingkas in particular is sort of like a thick pancake cooked in banana leaves, made with rice flour and coconut milk—can also be topped with cheese & salted egg ---the other foreign sounding words here hamon (ham); embutido is something like these small log-shaped meatloaf and leche flan is similar to a delectable egg custard- or hmm crème brulee although it’s cooked with the caramel at the bottom and inverted upon serving so it has its own caramel sauce instead--oh yummy ** Parol is a typical Filipino Christmas lantern, usually hung outside homes and have lights inside--can even be multi-colored—to signify the star of Bethlehem- they come in the simplest kind (made with bamboo sticks & paper/plastic) to the most intricate ones made out of capiz shells Nov 26 2010 –for Linda’s Holiday Home contest :)


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Holding On, Or Throwing Away?

There were things of mine in the drawers that could be thrown out,
But I kept gravitating to the things that were his.

His Public School 45 autograph book. It was red, white, and blue leatherette with 
a zipper.
Inside was his hand, writing the names of favorite teachers,
	And the dreams of the future you have when you are 13.
His father, an old world German who never shared himself,
	left ink blotches of emotion under his hand.

In another drawer, the fancy leather passport wallet complete with passport and 
photo.
	He was 16.
I don’t remember him talking about anything else with the same twinkle in his 
heart
	As he did about the 6 months he spent in Germany.

Here is a poem written to him on his 40th birthday,
	by his best friend in the world.
The gift made so much better because it was so unlike this IBM Executive
	to write personal poetry full of memories.

There was an untouched underwear drawer.
Belt buckles.
Cards of love and joy that I had given to him over many years.
A collection of Christmas wallets.
A yo-yo. Gift from a child with nothing else to give.
Old prescription glasses. Why do we keep those? Pocket knives, hankies.

A sweater and socks I knitted for him,
	Always said they were too good to wear.
		I store them still.

Every drawer I opened, every cupboard, every box stored away throughout the 
whole house had something of his tucked away within.
A stray bullet or black powder ball. A toothpick holder.
A cork screw. A flint, patches, pictures of his ‘49 Olds, a comb, a watch, pocket 
treasures.

~ Maybe if I go clean someplace safe like the fridge.
		And there was the bottle of Zeller Schwartz Katz wine 
bought for the coming Christmas season of entertaining.

This is foolishness,  hanging on.  
In spite of saving all this stuff
	the hole in me is still there. ...
		But I just could not throw him away.


Details | Kyrielle | |

Christmas Wishes

In this season of the year, I’m still so sad and lonely, As I sit on your lap, please listen to all my wishes lovingly; May you play my dad’s role to cheer my broken and lonely heart Papa Santa, this is one of my wishes this coming Christmas. I heard the gruesome news about unmerciful murders, Children were the primary victims, my heart terribly suffers; May their kith and kin be comforted and can endure the hurt Papa Santa, may my wish for them be granted this coming Christmas. Natural calamities happened in some neighboring countries, Many people had lost their lives, love ones and lot of their properties; May we all have the spirit of generosity to share and do our part Papa Santa, even in a simple way we’ll make them celebrate Christmas. Many life’s tragedies happened unexpectedly within the year, Some people cursed their lives, in desolation and in despair; May they/we feel the enlightenment, hope and strength to make a new start Papa Santa, this is my loving wish this coming Christmas. Our society is an indispensable unit to make the whole world happy, May we all live together with love starting from ourselves and within our family; May the spirit of true Christmas reigns and draws together those who went apart Papa Santa, these are my other wishes this coming Christmas. The year 2012 is about to end and 2013 is fast approaching, May we close another chapter of our life with gratefulness on God’s blessings; May we face the year ahead of us in prayer that peace and prosperity may impart Papa Santa, these are all my loving wishes this coming Christmas. Dec. 16,2012
Eighth Place Contest: A Christmas Wish in A Poem Judged: 12/31/2012 Sponsor: Poet Michael J. Falotico


Details | Quatrain | |

my saddest christmas ever

my saddest christmas ever
has'nt came to be
but in a very few days
it will happen to me

the presents i thought of
will never be bought
the gifts and decorations
have all come to naught

the love i wished to happen
won't happen this christmas day
because the one i loved the most
has sadly passed away

so i have yet to greive
on that wonderful occasion
no one will love me
with such dedication

my heart has need to give
that special kind of love
but with no one to give it to
my heart it seems stopped up

i can only imagin
the fun we would have shared
exchanging our silly presents
showing how much we cared

going out shopping
will be a lonely task
there won't be anyone there
for me to share romance

but still i'll spend this christmas
with her on my mind
i wish she were here
we would have had a good time

so this will surely be
my saddest christmas ever
will my saddness ever leave
my heart keeps saying never


Details | Epigram | |

SILENT NIGHT

SILENT NIGHT*


Oh, Silent Night,
 
Twenty centuries, proudly,  your thunderous message 
Reverberate:

Christ the Savior is born,
Love has conquered humanity, 
Rejoice,
 
For
 
Alone, Man, walks no MORE!


© Demetrios Trifiatis
24 DECEMBER 2013

To all of you my friends,
May the birth of our savior bring peace in our souls!
With all my love!
Demetrios


Details | Couplet | |

Unknown

Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.


Details | Lyric | |

A Miracle For You

I wish I could help you each and everyone.
You light up my life and the same I would 
like to do for you.
I don't like seeing you feeling so sad.
If I could find that one thing to make it all 
better I surely would do it.
Could I sit by your side when you feel the 
need to hide from it all?
I would wipe away your tears and try to 
chase away your fears.
I would hold your hand and whisper soothing 
words to you until you fall asleep.
I pray for you to be free from all your pain and 
sadness today...tomorrow...and everyday hereafter.
I wish for you to be able to enjoy everything life has
to offer.
Please know that you my family and friends each and 
everyone of you mean the world to me.
For Christmas a miracle to you I would give...if only I could !!!



Entry: Your Christmas Miracle Contest
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire
Written On: 12/08/2011
Written By: Carol Brown
1st Place Winner


Details | Lyric | |

CHRISTMAS TIME

It's CHRISTAMAS time again this year,can't believe it's all
ready here,haven't bought a single thing oh dear,i'm so far
behind.I like to get my shopping done,before the lines get
long in all the stores,i'll spend more than we can afford,but
hay it;s Christmas time.It's Christmas time again you see,let's
go pick out the perfect tree,is it leaning left or is it just me,oh
hun it looks just fine.We'll hang the tisles,string the lights,these
ornaments will take all night,it's alot of work but that's alright,
it's Christmas time.We'll eat to much and swear again,that come 
new year were gettin in,the best shape that we've ever been,but
we know we're lyin.So pass the pie and one more roll,and pass me
that remote control,oh looky here I love this show,it's Christmas time.
It's Christmas time who's at the door,i'm sure there's room for seven
more,we'll make some pallets on the floor,that will be just fine.The 
turkey's done pull up a chair,grab a hand let's say a prayer,for all those
soldiers over there,you know it's Christmas time.We'll wrap the gifts
in green and red,you kids get back up in your bed,or Santa won't come
in his sled,he"ll just fly right by,then you'll wake up in an hour or two,to
mommy look this one's for you,I love it hun I really do,it's Christmas time.
It's Christmas time again you know,it hit me just an hour ago,it ain't
about the mistle toe, let's keep that in mind.It's about the star that led the 
way,the baby child born that day.it's cause of him we all say,
IT'S CHRISTMAS TIME!


Details | Rhyme | |

Little Bundle of joy

12  12 12 
into the world came a little bundle of Joy
 when David and Cody had a perfect baby boy,
 little tiny fingers and tiny little toes
 and a cute little nose

 a day full of happiness that you will never forget
 and may this be your best Christmas yet.
 
lots of love to you all love mum xxxx

welcome to the world, baby Jayden a beautiful perfect Grandson,  
 
  how amazing is God,  I started sopnsonring a child lead by God and felt it right to sponsor a Girl, she was 5 years old on the 12 decemeber 2012
the miracle being my Grandson was born 12/12/12/   and 12  days before christmas, wow  first day of christmas,  and he will share the same  birthday as my sponsored child, now that is the Grace of God, Amen      wow  THATS SO RARE  

let the children come and do not hinder them  for the kingdom of ehaven belongs to these Amem


Details | Rhyme | |

My Most Memorable Christmas Gift

It was many years ago that I sat there on the floor
With Aunt Allie and my cousins, we knew what was in store.
The clan was gathered there around the Christmas tree
Just eagerly awaiting their Christmas gifts to see.

There was Billy Joe and Grady Earl and pretty Bonnie Lou
I can’t remember Martha  – She might have been there too.
All these kids, aged six to nine, were very close to me
And when you saw just one of us you’d see two or three.

Now, Christmas gifts at my house were opened Christmas eve
But presents in aunt Allie’s home, were saved  ‘til morning, don’t you see.
I’d had my Christmas presents; there were quite a lot.
So I’d gone on down to Auntie’s to see what they all got. 

They took turns opening their gifts – around the room they’d go.
The first one up was Bonnie Lou – ladies first, you know
Bonnie gave a gleeful shout and raised her present high,
Just what she’d wanted for so long -- a portable hi-fi.

Grady Earl was next to see what Santa had in store,
He left cousin Grady skates that he’d been savin’ for.
Billy Joe was anxious to see if it were true
That if you had not been real good, it’s switches there for you.

Well, Billy didn’t have to wait too long to find what was in store
A box as big as China was coming through the door.
Now generally big boxes meant something really good
And when they opened up this box, a new bicycle stood.

All this Christmas giving went on an hour or so
When people began watchin’ me and started talkin’ low.
They tried to look so normal as they continued on
When I heard one kid whisper, “There’s nothin’ here for John.”

I’d opened presents earlier and I thought that they all knew
I was only there to witness, not to gather me a few.
It was not long, I’d say; just a minute, maybe two --
Someone handed me a package, saying, “John, this is for you.”

Something wrapped in tissue was now held in my hand –
I really tried to protest – They didn’t understand.
Their love for me was genuine and, me? – I felt the same.
They were somehow embarrassed that no gift bore my name.

I pulled away the ribbon from the tissue they’d prepared --
I know their love was all wrapped up in what was lying there.
At first it was puzzling as I looked into their faces,
For lying there was a brand-new pair of simple shoelaces.

Though I didn’t understand it on that day so long ago
The meaning of the laces continues to grow and grow.
Innocence was present then and few will now recall --
Young minds can seldom comprehend the meaning of it all.

 Sweet memories of Christmas past now fill the summer air
As I stand here looking down at the marker lying there.
Bill and all the other kids have now all gone away,
But the meaning of the shoestrings comforts me today.

Written by John Posey
12/16/12


Details | ABC | |

12-14-12

Just a day
“Good Night Mom and Dad” I said before I went to bed. “We love you” they said as they closed the door
Mom comes in and wakes me up “Time to go to school” as my feet hit the floor
I got dressed and ate breakfast and got my book bag and now we are on the go
We sit in the car listening to music “It’s Friday I think I’m a little excited tho
“Alright baby we here” as mom open the door to let me get out
She closed the door and kissed me on the head told me she loved me before she pulled off
Another day of school and it close to Christmas
I can’t wait to see Ashley and Alexus, today is show and tell as I said in a whisper
We had learning center day and Boy! Was it fun!
Today was a free day and on Friday there isn’t much to learn
The room was quite when the was a knock at the door, the door opened
A man with a big gun was standing there; my classmates panicked and started to run
I heard a lot of noises and a lot of screams
I felt a sharp pain in my back as I dropped to my knees
In the distant I heard more screams and then everything went silent
Then I closed my eyes it went dark and on the cold floor I was dying
The other side
It’s Thursday night and off to bed we go 
I kiss my 5 year old son Jaden and told him I loved him so
Alarm clock goes off and it’s around 6:15 in the morning 
I shower got dress and woke up Jaden my little darling
Its Friday, I fixed him breakfast and we headed out for the this last day until the weekend
I enjoyed our little drives to school as we sat in the car singing
I opened the door to let him out once more
Kissed him on the head and told him I loved him ill pick him up around four
I’m at work drinking coffee just talked to my husband on the phone
Got at my desk started to work and the my office phone rung
It’s about 9:30 and it was Jaden’s school
I got the news he was dead and I started to puke
I’m crying uncontrollably don’t know my next move
My son is dead, I can’t believe this news
I hurried to the school in the best of my ability 
I saw the school surrounded by medics, reporters, and police
I ran to a officer and demanded to see my son
He said “I’m sorry ma’am” I can’t do this at this time
At 9:32 my one and only son Jaden was pronounced dead
The shooter was 20 and took my son’s life in his own hands
The questions continue to flow through my head as I search for answers
I don’t need answers I need my son and his laughter
I am now sitting on his bed trying to swallow tears
My husband holds me close as reality nears
My little boy is gone among the other 19 kids
Heaven has 20 new angels now I hope he knew how much I love him  as much as  I did

R.I.P
(To the innocent lives that were lost in the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting)
12-14-12



Details | Rhyme | |

Christmas Magic

A small bundle, briquette, blanket wrapped
held close to heart. Soon the new.
We wonder will we be trapped?
When we travel along the road, back
through time to our roots, our father’s
father and beyond our mother’s mother.

Lamps turn down, collars turn upward.
Blue night ablaze with stars, some fall
Burst. Like the whisper of prayers, the word.
One star shines brighter than all, Venus?
Candlelight flickers from doorways.
Laughter raucuous, cheerings of praise.

The balance between my life and my passage
flickers as if blown between the worlds
whose love would I hold up high like a mage?
No matter, the answer flows through me 
chaos of love the answer to all I seek
love to each, hugs to the other, cheek

to cheek. Lights out we are still ablaze
remembering all the light flickering down
like scents of pine, coal, cinnamon for days
and fall about us like snowflakes, we taste
wine, warmth burning through to numb toes
Are we there yet? When have we left? Who knows?

Sheri Fresonke Harper 11-30-2013


Details | Narrative | |

LISA'S IVORY MUSIC BOX

Many Christmas stories are told every year,
and many songs are sung with pure cheer;
do I have a good story, at least one, I can tell,
or a simple song I can hum and spread good will?


When Lisa's grandmother passed away unexpectedly...
by her dying bed she kept an ivory music box,
and to her lovely granddaughter she gave it
to saying," Take care of it, and smile when you think of me!"


The day after granny died, she went down the dark cellar
to hide the ivory music box in an old dresser's drawer,
and once in a while she would open it and play it and listen to it sadly;
the pretty angel swirled...and Silent Night played as Lisa touched it tenderly.


It was almost Christmas Day and the pine tree wasn't decorated yet,
she rushed outside carrying a red basket with ornaments in it;
how could she had forgotten to adorn it with bulbs and garlands?
" Oh gosh, I feel like the Grinch!"  she displeasingly uttered to herself. 


There was no snow predicted for that evening and the illuminated town
was lacking Nature's magical snowflakes to make it festive and vibrant;
five minutes to midnight the choir from the nearest church gathered outside,
and waited for a miracle...silence...tranquility...every heart felt so alone.


But Lisa with an indomitable spirit ordered them to sing, 
and they began singing looking up the clearest, starriest sky;
everyone seemed sad and some of them wanted to cry,
but before sadness set in...snowflakes began falling.


Lisa knew that it was the miracle she had been waiting for,
but something was missing from the snowy scenery...
she remembered her ivory music box she had put away,
and running, with awe in her bright eyes, she opened the cellar's door...


Clutched in her caring, careful hands, she carried the ivory music box,
laid it gently underneath the twinkling, scented Christmas Tree;
Lisa kissed it tenderly...until the golden angel started to swirl at midnight,
as that divine music filled the nippy air...making all cheeks so peachy.        


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Rhyme | |

Roses For Mama

 

I took a trip to the florist,
This past Christmas Eve morn.
And happened by a homeless man,
Who seemed lost, and forlorn.

He said: “Good sir, I need your help,
I don’t seek to deceive,
I need some roses for mama.
For it is Christmas Eve.”

“But they act as though I’m not there,
These florists must be blind!”
He handed me his change and asked,
If I would be so kind.

He’d saved enough for three long stems,
Not much of a bouquet,
But cheerfully he shook my hand,
And then was on his way.

Convinced that I’d done my good deed,
I bought some for my wife.
Two dozen beautiful roses,
For the love of my life.

Driving past the cemetery,
I saw that homeless man.
Kneeling beside his mother’s grave,
And so I parked my van.

My heart was broken by that sight,
I knew not what to say.
I mindfully approached the grave,
Offering my bouquet,

He said: “You meant those for your wif
They should not leave your hand.”
I said, my wife knows I love her,
And she will understand.

I placed them on his mother’s grave,
As tears rolled down his face.
And I was lost in the moment,
Suspended in that place.

Then from behind, a man inquired,
If I had been a friend.
I told him “no, I’m with her son,”
He did not comprehend.

When I pointed at the roses,
The homeless man was gone.
The stranger said, “You’ve seen him too?”
Was he putting me on?

He said, “I believe your story.
For I’ve seen him as well;
On Christmas Eve, six years ago,
A tale I rarely tell.”

He said there’s something I should know,
And quickly clarified.
“It was back in nineteen ninety,
When this homeless man died.”

He came here every Christmas Eve,
Until his final breath.
It’s a practice he’s continued,
All these years, since his death.

Sometimes it takes a miracle,
To make someone believe.
Mine came with roses for mama,
One special Christmas Eve.


Details | Alliteration | |

Humility Perfected

The Great “I AM” that could not stand
Yet held the fate of man in hand.
Jehovah Jireh laid to rest
Upon the milk of Mary’s breast.
The Prince of Peace of priests despised
Would heal the lame and open eyes.
Infant, holy radiant infant
When God became a babe.
Through Christ, a way to God had come
And hope’s foundation laid.
Who scarce can ascertain the depth
And wonder of His birth.
Humility perfected,
When Jehovah came to earth.


Details | Light Poetry | |

My 12 Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
        A puppy that wouldn’t stop peeing on my tree.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
 	Two Turtle Doves who dropped a load, as I looked up in the tree.
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Three little kittens that my puppy, chased up daily into the tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Four sets of ornaments to replace, those destroyed by kittens in the tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Five different promises that he would again, put up, The Silly Tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Six strands of lights to replace those chewed on, by my little puppy.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Seven hugs and kisses, so I’d PLEASE forget, about the Blooming Tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Eight Trolls a milking, chasing cows thru all my hedgerow shrubbery.
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Nine Trolls a dancing, that all fell on, my once beautiful garden fencing.
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Ten Trolls a leaping, as Caroling candles, burned down into their hands.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Eleven Trolls a smiling and ready to rebuild my burned down front porch.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
	Twelve Trolls a hammering and a nice big bottle of Tylenol… just for me…
Plus the happy thought, I’d survived a Christmas gift, planned with love… just for me.

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and best wishes for twelve days of Christmas joy.


By CSEastman for: 12 Days of Christmas Contest


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12 days of kiss-mas

On the 12th day of kiss-mass my true love sent to me
12 dirty undies
11 socks a stinking
10 shoes a humming
9 shirts for pressing
8 trousers 
7 days of take-out boxes
6 flagons of beer
5 D V D's
4 mischievous children
3 dozen wine bottles
2 ex partners
and an engagement ring under the tree


Details | Free verse | |

Your Eternal Flame

During the Christmas holidays, a candle is continuously lit.

It is to your memory to let you know that I’ll never forget..

 

I sit by the fire reminiscing while I smoke a midnight cigarette.

Your vanilla scented candle burns on the coffee table.

You would be proud of me, because eventually I pulled myself together.

I remember you warned me so many times you wouldn’t be here forever.

You were my superwoman, I believed you were tough as steel!

 

This candle, along with your memory helps me to heal.

It’s kinda like you’re right here with me.

I think of you as I put each ornament on the Christmas tree.

Tears roll down my cheek as I whisper your sweet name.

 

Inside my heart resides your eternal flame!!

 

Note:  For Billie Jean Alexander-Lopez...RIP - May 1, 1937- July 26, 2007



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SUMMER, WINTER SOLSTICE - 2010

It was a visit long overdue by most people’s standards. I had last seen my daughter two years prior to that during a whirlwind trip which she and her fiancé had made to Cape Town. I had an unexpected financial windfall and the money was burning a hole in my pocket. On the spur of the moment, I called my daughter and asked her to source accommodation for me in London over the Christmas season. A few days later, she called me back with the news that all the hotels had been booked up, save for the Ritz. I chuckled at the idea of having to spend my entire holiday budget on just one night at the Ritz. Then reason asserted itself and we put our heads together to come up with an alternative solution. I could hear her flatmate in the background, chipping in with her penny’s worth of advice. My daughter hung up and I was feeling down in the mouth about the plans for the trip being derailed in such a fashion. Later that evening, my daughter called back with the offer that if I did not object to sleeping on the settee in the lounge, I would be most welcome to stay with them at their London flat. I gladly accepted. She is a chef at a top restaurant and I was looking forward to gourmet meals prepared by her - including the Christmas turkey.

screeching seagulls dive at sushi scraps on a plate - the urchin watches
The evening of the booked flight to London, arrived. It was an uncomfortable hot day and I showered and dressed with only minutes to spare before my friend took me to the airport to book in the statuary two hours before international flight departures. At the airport everything was in chaos. We were given the unwelcome news that our flight had been cancelled. This was the third direct flight to London which had been cancelled that week due to London experiencing the worst weather and snow since records began in 1890! We were offered alternative flights and had to stand in queues for hours in order to procure a new airline ticket. Some people became very verbose and insisted on being granted passage on other airline carriers (at the cost of our local airline carrier). I do not know whether it was due to the weather or the disappointment I was feeling, but when my turn came at last to book a new flight, I readily agreed to fly on Christmas Eve ( three days hence) to London. If I had been given time to reflect on this date, I would not have accepted it. Arriving in London on Christmas Day would have been disastrous: The tubes and other public transport would have been curtailed on Christmas Day and shops and other amenities would have been closed for the day. This I knew from previous trips to the UK over the festive season. To add insult to injury, taxis would have charged triple for cab fare and no amount of quibbling would have swayed them. I phoned my friend to collect me and when we got home, I poured a large glass of Merlot and retired on the sun lounger in the garden. It was *full moon that evening and it was almost worth missing the trip to witness its beauty. I left my bags in the hallway and retired early – after phoning my daughter and giving her an update on the status quo.
moths dart between moon flowers - lunar eclipse
Six am the following morning, I was woken up by the phone ringing. Sleepily I took the call. It was the airline inquiring whether I could get to the airport by seven am. My friend was dancing up and down in agitation and already had the car out by the time I had brushed my teeth. I offered to pay any speeding fines which she might incur during our mad dash to get to the airport on time. The flight was an additional service which was laid on to get the backlog of passengers to their desired destinations. Heathrow had given our pilots permission to proceed, hence the call to me that morning. We were a total of thirty six passengers on the Boeing 747 – it translated to two passengers per crew member. We were treated to five in flight movies which were current and could eat and drink as much as we wished to. By the time we landed in London at seven pm that evening, there was a festive spirit among us. A radio taxi (which my daughter had organised) was waiting to collect me at Heathrow airport. It was a chilly four degrees Celsius below zero and I was grateful for my leather coat and wool accessories.
steep steps to flat shut out the bitter world - a heart pounds
**************************************************************** *The December 2010 lunar eclipse occurred from 5:27 to 11:06 UTC on December 21, coinciding with the date of the December solstice. It was visible in its entirety as a total lunar eclipse in North and South America, Iceland, Ireland, Britain and northern Scandinavia. "bitter" means piercingly cold..... A term commonly used by Britishers... "flat" means apartment. The Londoners I know, refer to it as just "flat" with no adj or possessive noun or article. Please see the About section for explanations regarding the 1ST AND LAST haiku. Haibun(literally, haikai writings) is a prosi-metric literary form originating in Japan, combining prose and haiku. The range of haibun is broad and includes the autobiography, diary, essay, prose poem, short story and travel journal. ~ Wikipedia


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He's the reason for the Season

Snow flake's here, snow flakes there and soon there's snowflake's everywhere.
    Some city may have sunshine, other places may even see rain. Whatever is the reason, 
   don't allow these astronomical happening's make you forget that, "(Jesus) He's the
   reason for the season, that Christmas is the day of sharing love and a day that our kid's
   should appreciate a day that our world was in need of a change.
    Somewhere must I say, some lil boy with no toys will not enjoy this christmas day. But
   really, its not always the presents that's stock underneath the tree, on this day as the
   snow is still falling from the skie's, let us remember sharing is just as important. For un-
    to us in Bethlehem, a King is born and love is the morale of the x-mas story. Love is
   the reason just watch your kid's have fun as they run around and play, to the one's less
   fortunate to not have what other's have or don't have, together let's us pray for happi-
    ness throughout our familie's and our leadership all over this great land in which we
    live. The greatest gift is due in all for joy of the reason. "He's the reason for the season,
   and his ressurection is a gift of his Glory".


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My Dearest

I held her cold hand
She silently slipped away 
I sank into tears
Her gift is on the table 
I wrapped it myself, today.


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Good News

Good News,
gold light
bringing
True Love
The three kings follow Good News, gold light
Jesus Christ is born bringing True Love.


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The Mistletoe

She wants me to kiss her under the snow Feelings that are beneath the mistletoe Brilliant the white snow comes on down tonight Into my eyes that brings me inner sight The Christmas tree expands my expression There’s not a piece of empty oppression I pucker up my lips for a grand show A heartfelt elation with all I know I hear sleigh bells in distance coming near Is that Santa in the back, in the rear The bells come from my girl’s every heartbeat That comes from her tender soul on the seat Now her whole self being was made to flow So we can kiss under the mistletoe
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God Bless Us, Everyone

To all my fellow Soupers,
I wish you all the best.
May you and all your loved ones,
be really, truly blessed.

May the peace and joy of Christmas,
be in your hearts to stay.
Not only now, my Souper friends,
but long after Christmas Day.

I feel so blessed this time of year.
It warms me through and through.
Not just because of Christmas,
but because of friends like you!

MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR
EVERYONE


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A Christmas Present

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A Christmas Present
by Patrick Cornwall on Sunday, December 9, 2012 at 12:59am ·

Peeling back the memories and peeking inside

 

I feel wrought with pain seeing you alone on the bar stool

 

I look at the presents  sitting untouched and waiting

 

It's been forty years but it's fresh as the morning dew

 

Are you sad and did anyone tell you they loved you

 

Did someone love you and hold you dear

 

Life has many twists and turns and the winds

 

They move us on even when we want to stay

 

Those feelings drive me home where they live and are nourished

 

The music plays on and the world spins until I look in the mirror

 

I wander if anyone loves me and thinks of me on my own bar stool

 

Do they know every time I laughed as a Christmas  song played

 

I thought of where you were but I denied that I cared

 

I cared as I waited for you to come after each promise and the tears

 

I care now as I unwrap each memory on Christmas still

 

I care that maybe I don't try enough to be your opposite

 

Maybe I will end like you, alone and on a bar stool with the laughter that eludes

 

That when I'm but a distant peeling of remembrance

 

Who will unwrap my heart

 

Who will unwrap my love and open the box and see

 

And who will be the first to wear me with pride


 For My Father who was an alcoholic


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The Lighting of The Tree

In our little town all is as it should be
We gather down at the Christmas tree

Us simple folk are not too greedy
We all bring gifts to give the needy

Light the tree and sing our songs
As everyone seems to get along

Especially bright this time of year
Everyone has Christmas cheer

I love the lighting of the tree
The entire towns hospitality

How everyone shares their love
Giving thanks to the Lord above

We live what Christmas is all about
Come on over and check it out

You’ll find love flowing abundantly
The night we light our “Christmas Tree”


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The Christmas Ornament

It was just like every other year
Trimming trees with holiday cheer.
Like practiced dancers, we went around
Knowing by heart every carols sound.
There were smells so sweet, but I knew them all
From the cooking of ham to Grandmother’s shawl.
I sang like the others while popcorn was strung
Not really noticing when the door-bell was rung.
We were easily absorbed in familiar footpaths
Following traditions from generations past.
No one had noticed what it had become
Something we did for the sake of having been done.
From a small box another ornament came free
A candy-cane heart was placed on the tree.
It was a strange thing to see him come through the door
With a cheerful smile and something much more.
I don’t understand why he came to me
Huddled shyly behind the tree.
There were words about merriment and spreading the cheer
And; “For you, my dear, I have something here.”
A little box wrapped in a red bow
Catching the lights with an enchanting glow.
I looked to him with pleading eyes
Wondering what was beneath this tinfoil disguise.
I should wait until Christmas, I was sure he would say
But the look in his eyes gave him away.
With a nod of his head I gave a light tug
Feeling it loosen that was tied with love.
I slid the paper away just a crack
Enchanted by the shimmer that greeted me back.
Inside a glass box with a frosted design
A round green ornament sat with a shine.
I marveled and awed at the glittering shade
Of a woman, a lamb, and a bundled up babe.
There was confusion at first at the image it held
Nothing alike our reindeers and bells.
But I smiled at it and the comfort it brought
And the spell of wandering, happy thoughts.
I was too young to know what it meant
But that giving man lent more than he sent. 
The spirit of Christmas wrapped in red love
Of all of my ornaments it still hangs above.
There’s more to Christmas than we often see
But that Christmas Eve insight was given to me.
It isn’t the food or the gifts that we give
But the spirit of love by which we live.
Given to us by a man that once was
Born to be killed because he loved.


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The Tiny Box Under The Tree

I could see the snow falling outside the window
As we cuddled on Christmas right near the tree
Drinking egg nog and watching our favorite shows on tv
Anxiously I couldn't help but wonder
What my sweetheart had wrapped up for me
He must have read my thoughts
Because suddenly he gave me a surprise gift
And immediately got on his knees

To see what my expression would be
Nervously I stood in shock
But couldn't wait to unwrap the gift
That was a very tiny box
To my amazement it immediately caught my eye
Sparkling and shining from the opened box
Stood a very large diamond ring
Just as beautiful as it could be

At that very same moment he then stood up
And said,  " Will you marry me?"
Without a doubt thrilled and excited
I immediately answered back with a yes
We then smiled and intimately embraced one another
Finally ending the night on Christmas was even more special
And one of my best Christmas holidays ever
Because I became newly engaged which was a gift like no other

By:  Donielle Smith


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The Perfect Christmas Gift

God so loved the world
He created Christmas Day
And gave His only begotten son
There in a manger lay.

This little baby Jesus
A gift from God to man
Would die one day upon a cross
Fulfilling salvation's plan.

Yes God created Christmas
This miracle you must receive
Everlasting life for those who will
In His Son believe.

Take this gift He offers you
Be happy and just say
Thank you God for Jesus
And creating Christmas Day.




By Leon Wilson
03/12/2013
Entry into Deb Wilson's Competition. The Perfect Christmas Gift


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A Christmas Wish


This Christmas is the time of happiness,
For our Savior’s birth will give us peace,
I wish to have lots of blessings to give,
To those who are suffering on the streets.

I can see children’s scattered everywhere,
Looking for food and a home to sleep,
How I wish to help them with their grief,
Make them happy for this season of peace.

To the victims of typhoon “Pablo” in Philippines,
I wish generous people will give financial help,
To lighten the burdens of the lost of love ones,
May the power of healing filled in their hearts.

I wish all people around the world to stop the war,
Give love instead not only because it’s Christmas,
I wish they are not wasting their time in killing,
Be a person who saves life not to waste life.



4th Place Winner
For PD's "Christmas Joy Free Poetry Contest"


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A CHRISTMAS GIFT by Anna Lo PH

Holiday Season is almost near
Christmas rush which you can hear
Beautiful lights seen everywhere
It can be felt in the air anywhere..

But still I don't have a Xmas gift for you
I'm not sure if you wanted it too
How I wish I know what to give
Something that you will be appreciative.

I wish I have the magic powers
To make the reindeers run thereafter
As the elves too busy packing
What Santa may carry for you and bring.

I wish I can put Lapland in a box
A place where the Snow Queen rocks
And where Santa and the elves live
Even those reindeers, I wish I can give.

But they're an impossible wish
A wish I hope I can accomplish
A gift I want to give to make you smile
Even just a little and only for a while.

Merry Christmas to you my dear
And A Happy New Year too.. Cheers!


Details | Kyrielle | |

The Christmas Stockings

Children far too young to realize 
That  some things in life you should prize
We had no jobs and no takings
Bare were the Christmas stockings

Scrounging colourful material 
Lace, chintz and chiffon ethereal 
Ribbons included in the making
A show for the Christmas stockings

Balls of red and green and scrap yarn
Imaginary faces darn’
On beautiful princess and kings
Displayed in the Christmas stockings

Plywood and some leftover paint
Canopy bed fit for a saint
Pea under mattress, her liking
Endured for the Christmas stockings

A penguin made of black felt
A hobgoblin with a scarlet belt
‘Gold’  jewellery box,  flaking
Accepted for the Christmas stockings

Coconut ice cut into stars
Liquorice plaited into bars
Brownies and tarts kept me baking
Produced for the Christmas stockings

My daughter was five that year
Son’s smiles, laughter brought a tear
After all this time – despite mocking
Treasuring the Christmas stockings

Granddaughters, by the Grace of God
They look like two peas in a pod
Material gathered for the making
Of this year’s two Christmas stockings

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Contest Name:	SEASON OF LIGHTS, DELIGHTS & ENLIGHTENMENT: OUR GLOBAL 
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"This is such a charming kyrielle. I can easily see this as a children’s book, complete with illustrations (Su, I’m serious. Consider it! “Toy” ;-) with the idea...) There is such a seamless movement between past and present. The flow has grace and style. Congratulations on this win... such an enjoyable grin maker your penned!" ~ Cyndi

We celebrate the summer solstice over here and the only thing we have in common with our northern hemisphere counterparts is the traditional Christmas stockings. 











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Bird Man : A Christmas story Part two

cont...

His creatures failed to listen to His guidelines to grow
and got lost in their own wills. The rest we know.
So the Maker of his creatures animal and Human, the Generator Himself  Creator of billions of stars and galaxies
black holes, planets, moons, suns, 
time, space and all material, of everything visible and invisible …
decided in Pure Love to send down His Son, His Mirror 
to become one of His Creatures. He, the Alpha and Omega,
The Beginning and the End, the second Person of the Blessed Trinity,
God Himself…. Came down to be one of His creatures… His little ones.
He came down and became one of us to lead us, to save us, show us the Way. Christ.

There was a man who did not and would not believe,
who could blame him in a world set to deceive.
One wintry freezing blustery Sunday after his family went to church,
he was watching the birds outside his picture window.
They were freezing to death he could see,
no place to hide and warm themselves in the bare trees.
His bird feeders had toppled in the snow
and his little friends had no where to go.
He quickly went to his entrance door and opened it wide
spread seed and suet in a trail into his house.
“Come inside my little friends he cried!”
I won’t hurt you and you will be safe here with me.
but they didn’t believe him…. Who could blame them
he thought in a world set to deceive….

Then in his anguish for his little friends he thought,
if only I could just for a day become one of them
to fly out there, then they would believe me! 
then they would follow me into my house…where it’s warm.
and they would be saved! Poor little ones!

Then he understood…. 
The next Sunday He filled his birdfeeders
and went to the Christian church with his family.
to give thanks to the Almighty Love. 
It was CHRISTMAS day.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE !!!




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A Christmas Song for You on Xmas


center Christmas Song for Christmas 2012 This Song is a gift for all my Christian friends on the Xmas Day. Soon I would place it on You Tube also.Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year 2013 to all my friends. Ravindra You who is our savior sublime, You who made our heart so kind, Through prayer you taught us, To reach near You Through tears you taught us How to pardon others. Through Love and Kindness, You have showed us The lofty heights, Through benevolence You purified the hearts full of sins. And by bearing our sufferings On your shoulders O’ God, You taught to smile even in strife, O God, How beautifully you have taught us, To win hatred with love and sacrifice. Ravindra Kanpur 25th Dec. 2012


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A Midsummer Night's Christmas Delight

Big brothers, big sisters, many of whom
Had never heard the sound of children's laughter
Opening presents on Christmas morn
Planned a summer outing to a local theater

On July First, for children from ages six to thirteen
The curtain rose on a Midsummer Night's Dream
Pip, true to character, eyes shone with wonder
And nary a child's dream could be put asunder
As fairies danced astage like sugarplums through toddlers' heads

Especially the youngest, these children of single parents
Never exposed to Shakespearean delights in an enchanted forest
Like Santas we felt bestowing culture to a captivated audience
Hoping this Christmas in July would grant them a sense of permanence

All children deserve to feel such love and faith in visions magical
With love among forest sprites and poetry of dreams fantastical
Stopping for ice cream floats on the evening ride home
A nine year old with a fairy wand turned her friend into a gnome

And for a brief time these blessed children forgot their broken homes
The fathers or mothers who'd left them behind made no curtain calls
For children inspired by Shakespeare's fire could light up any hall
So they dashed away, pranced away, danced away all

As the bus ride came to a halt
The cultural presence that sprang from their hearts
Would outlive any gifts from Santa Clause
It was more than a deed done for a good cause

For one evening at least they had something more
Than children who lived in mansions
They'd shared beauty and grace
Gifts beyond most youngsters' comprehension

From strangers who did not through chimneys drop
Nor offer explanation
Great tidings of cheer that filled children's ears
Brought such jubilation

Big brothers and sisters needed no whiskers to beam with joy overcome
And yet as we disembarked and sent each sleepy child home
A familiar train, deer and sleigh, seemed to streak across the moon
The true spirit of Christmas on July First had made its presence known


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Christmas 2009

Recession made Christmas harder than ever before
Family’s splitting – money the core
Dad’s leaving to live on the street
So that young hungry mouths are able to eat
That some extra cash might be in the house
and children might learn what Christmas is about?
But without Dad gone, roof would be lost
for the bills are much higher – we can’t meet the cost
No longer can the average family budget
2009, jobs lost, even working struggle to afford it
Commercialism needs to stop building hopes and dreams
Childern don’t understand you are busting at the seams
Disappointment reigns as kids outside taunt and tease
No longer we fit in we’re all on our knees
Sinking. Even love has fallen apart
We don’t want this Christmas just haven’t the heart!
Expectation lower, depressions set in
Politicians not helping the hole we’re all in
Instead raising taxes they’ll crucify more
and this miserable life could be at your door
Will someone tell them that family should be together
sharing love, life, hopes dreams whatever they weather


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WHY ARE WE HERE

Copyright © 2012 
12/17/2012 
(A Purpose So Clear) 

Like children we fear 
  In secret a somber tear 

Like learning to walk 
 Babies listen to talk 

And reach for a hand 
  To help them stand 

This too, we all must do 
  By HIS Hand made anew 


by: LP


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ignorance of the truth is no different than fear

 Jeremiah 10 OH oh christmas tree oh christmas tree how have you lied to thee 


santa claus is a black man jesus is white with blonde hair and blue eyes 
how much longer must we listen to these ridiculous lies???
    God is love God is good God is great 
but i bet you didnt know that God can hate!!(Malachi 1:2-3)
    you say open your heart come to God come to truth 
but did you know your God delights in destroying you?(Deuteronomy 28:63)
   you celebrate christmas and easter as if it were so
but the devil has kept you out of the loop out of the know 
   two calendar months were added to the year 
ignorance of the truth is no different than fear 
   july for julius ceasar and august for augustus ceasar complete this revolution 
but you believe in the pagan traditions with no proof or absolution 
   september was the seventh month 
october was the eighth 
november was the ninth 
december was the tenth 
do you still believe dec 25 was the day jesus was sent?
   the bible says they have eyes but can not see and ears but can not hear (Ezekiel 12:2)
ignorance of the truth is no different than fear 
  you give gifts once a year and celebrate his birth 
he died for all our sins is that all that he is worth?
  you love to nail the law of moses to the cross 
and in doing so youre sending a message saying the message is lost 
  jesus didnt come to abolish the law he came to fulfill them (Matthew 5:17)
but it is the devil in you that is determined to conceal them 

Ezekiel 12:2
"Son of man, you are living among a rebellious people. They have eyes to see but do not see and ears to hear but do not hear, for they are a rebellious people

Deuteronomy 28:63
Just as it pleased the LORD to make you prosper and increase in number, so it will please him to ruin and destroy you. 

Malachi 1:2-3
. “Yet I have loved Jacob 3 but Esau I have hated. I have laid waste his hill country and left his heritage to jackals

Matthew 5:17
Do not think that I have come to abolish the Law or the Prophets; I have not come to abolish them but to fulfill them.


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Christmas Everywhere

Is it Christmas everywhere?
Christmas parties and stuffed teddy bears.
Songs of merry Christmas delight.
Snow covered rooftops glowing at night.
Gifts of sparkling diamond rings.
Christmas memories and special things.
Holiday feasts and decorated doors.
Chocolate covered cherries, Oh! Give me more.
Trips to the mall to buy gifts galore.
Paying with plastic I depleted my stash.
Let us make a loan I need more cash.
Is it Christmas everywhere?
Are you sure without a doubt?
Because some poor child this Christmas will be without.
Give hope and love.
Give prayers and faith.
For those lonesome people on this Christmas day.
Is it Christmas eerywhere?
With war overseas?
People dying and starving,
and no shoes to cover their feet.
Is it Christmas everywhere, with so much poverty?
Families who go hungry, with nothing much to eat.
What about the homeless and natural disaster stricken lands?
It would make this Christmas merry for the wealthy to lend a hand.
With death and crying, and cold and mourning,
an unfortunate road to a path with no glory.
Oh! What a very sad Christmas story.
My home is my castle that shelters me,
but don't forget the homeless that beg on the street.
So, make this Christmas merry if you're able to give.
Share your heart with someone and allow them to live.
The best Christmas will be without a doubt,
God will bless you for giving to those who are without.


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Christmas Spirit Christmas Love

 CHRISTMAS SPIRIT ~~ CHRISTMAS LOVE / 11-14-2011
Twinkling lights flash as if dancing. A cold breeze stirs’ sending colors shooting about. Chimney’s come alive as all gather for warmth; sharing stories that end with hardy deep laughter!
Coat’s galore and mittens too, keep you toasty for oh so much more! Sounds of music and laughter spill through the air. Skipping and singing while strolling about; time is precious and joyful no doubt!  
Christmas spirit can be found throughout. Now with such beauty and childlike feelings all are filled with warmth and love. Peace fills the night sky; happily you hear, “Merry Christmas” from one to another.
Thinking of those we love with excitement and anticipation we search for wonderful gifts. Goose bumps travel our body just as that perfect thing comes along! 
Christmas love comes from God above; such warm joyful feelings are given as a blessing for all. Smiles on faces, faith in our hearts we send forth prayers for all a goodnight! 
The gift best given is the one from the heart. Share with the one you love, something special that’s part of you. No gift can compare; “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year filled with God’s Blessings for your New Year”!
                                                                               Debbie Knapp


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Christmas Eve


Silver bells ring faintly through the wintry wooded land from shiny horse-drawn sleighs gliding across powdered snow. I cuddle up to a toasty fire with hot cocoa warming tired hands as the Christmas tree soothes me with an iridescent glow, and gaily decorated presents lie neatly adorned with bows. On Christmas Eve, the children dream of Santa and sugary treats. Reindeer food has been nibbled; cookies and milk are on the mantle. My thoughts drift to ornery relatives and hopeful cooking feats, until I see his profile beneath the mistletoe holding a candle. The Lord's blessings float through me like the Christmas music of Handel. July 22, 2012 For a Christmas In July!! Christmas Magic Contest (Gail Doyle)


Details | I do not know? | |

celsius

Fallen snow will remind of me/ it is snowing ... 
Slowly as in the dream/ 
Boy word-beads/ with signs on his spine/ 
He kisses fine/ 
Your eyelids /

And it snows ... It snows /so slow/
It does/ and you're thinking of me/ 
'Coz it's warm/ it's better to stay in warmth/ 
Waiting for summer dim/ 
It is snowing/ slowly like in the dream/ 
Flakes/ go round/ playing the music theme/ 
You've been looking for rescue/ 
You searched in wine/ 
But it's in me/ 
all the rescues are mine/ 
It is snowing/ the snow is fluffy and white/ 
If you see darkness/ I'm deaf and blind/ 
there's the cast of time/ on the arm/ 
But I discern the light/ 
Dreams/ upon your eyelids tips/ 
Prepare you for winter drowse/ 
And it snows/ 

Fallen snow/ will remind of spring /
it will crumble and crackle in vain/ 
It will snow / fluffy /white/ and slow/ 
And you'll become whole/


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An Angel

An angel did befriend us, on earth, before one Christmas day.
Some say she was a comet, some say she was a star.
I say she was a gift from God, here to light our way.
She was a thing of beauty that shone across the land.
Leading to a humble manger, found in Bethlehem.

And what could be so important, for her to come our way?
A savior to our lands, and yes, our hearts and souls…
Triumphantly born on Christmas Day.
That day he was born the heavens truly did rejoice.
And she, a glorious light, continued to beacon forth God’s love.

Such an important part, that angel was given on that day.
She was a beacon to our hearts and the gifts of love… 
Guiding the Wise Men and shepherds endlessly along their way.
Thru her we learned lessons, such as: patience, hope, and how to give…
And yes, she led us to the Wondrous Man, who taught us how to live…


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An Angel's Bouquet


your flowers came the other day
so wild and free like me
all colors graced the lovely vase
so beautiful to see

at first i didn't read the card
so busy in my work
i simply put them on my desk
assuming them a perk

so many flowers gifts and things
appear each day on angels wings
its christmas time again you see
i never thought you'd think of me

you passed away six months ago
without you time just goes so slow
i know your in a better place
oh God to only see your face

and then a chill came over me
and all was plain for me to see
you thought ahead and had them sent
all though my love your life was spent

these flowers came from you above
and given with such life and love
you knew how much i loved them so
and in my heart they'll always grow...


Merry Christmas darling
Thank you for the flowers!


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Our tree

Our Tree



Carrying green, luscious needles on gracefully stretching limbs,
Strong, straight trunk holding all that bounty together, 
Emitting cool, spicy fragrance that touches our senses with delight,
The Christmas tree is reaching for us.

We see, we smell, we hold this wonder of nature;
We tie it to the top of our car and carry it home 
With expectant smiles of happy times to come.

After a short rest in our peaceful back yard,
The day comes when we bring it into the house.
Without any struggle it stands and soon holds strands
 of twinkling lights, making it glow and sparkle.

Friends join us in decorating, 
We are surrounded by boxes of treasures, 
we remember each ornament and relive 
the moment it was created, or given to us by a loved one.

“This is the first ornament we bought after we were married,
The girls painted these when they were, oh, maybe 6 and 8 years old,
And these with roses on them are the last gift from Dad, before we lost him.
Our son loved the Lionking, so we got him this ornament.”

“I made these when I was going through my wood working phase,
And this is from a very dear friend.
My sister found this cat ornament, knowing I like cats,
And here is this year’s find I bought at the Christmas place.”

Now it’s time for a break, coffee and cookies.
But soon we look upon the masterpiece 
we created with satisfaction.
“Oh, it’ so beautiful!” my heart sings.

This tree would win no price at a contest,
It has no color theme, only love and joy.
It carries the precious memories of times gone by,
Of a loving family and lots of good friends.

I believe the tree likes it .
It stretches with all the glitter and smiles proudly.
I wake up to it’s wonderful pine scent,  
Thinking:” It’s Christmas time!
I love it”


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OUR SAVIOR COME

OUR SAVIOR COME



Christ, our savior, come, 

Elated hearts sing with glee,

Bliss in souls is born!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
    22 DECEMBER 2013


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Christmas Lights

Christmas Lights

My son lives in Florida with his spouse 
I was visiting them at their house 

On my last day in the warm sunlight 
He was outside hanging a Christmas light 

I walked outside and my eyes started to tear
Because my wife is no longer hear

I always disliked hanging Christmas lights
Early comes the winter days and nights

My wife would always give me directions 
On how to hang the decorations 

I now miss hearing my wife say
No don’t do it that way 

I didn’t always take her advice
To hear her now would really be nice



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L, O, V, E,

Do you remember this?

Perfect of all imperfections

Clueless of all clues 

Ideas of all all ideologies

Even, depth of all depths

Just thinking...what more can be said

If you are not a partaker of the feelings

Alright! Hold it right there it says...

Did you forget to say this?

Its the thoughts of all thinkers

The warmth of a real heart and

The story behind  all imaginations 

Better still,the heart that speaks solemn

The very night of every night 

The memorable ones i must say...

Its tenderness so soft, so mild it is

Expressions are real you can not fake it

I remember now dave

So time less,it has no boundaries

Un ending its nature has become

I seem to have found the right word 

Could it be called love? Gentle in its kindness 

Yes! yes! yes!!! It sounds like it 

love of varsal entorganism

L.O.V E.

Roseline




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Dear Mother

There is no way I can express the love I feel for you.
Or count the many things throughout the years you helped me through.
There is no way I can repay the sacrifices made.
But from my memory these countless things will never fade.

The sleepless nights when I was sick you stayed up by my side.
The medicine, the chicken soup, with love you did provide. 
The times you walked me back and forth each day right to my school.
And taught me how to cross the street, repeating every rule.

On every Christmas morning there were presents by the tree.
I always thought that Santa Claus had heard my desperate plea.
With very little money you still always found a way.
To make sure I was happy, every year, on Christmas day.

To church, the park, the library, you took me everywhere.
In rain and snow and bitter cold, in summer’s heat and glare.
Long bus rides that you endured, while holding my small hand.
So I could swim inside the sea, make castles in the sand.
 
You taught me how to cook and clean and even how to sew.
Patiently explaining, because of you I know.
You saved your little dollars one by one, they did accrue.
Then took me to the movies, Coney Island, and the zoo.

And when I grew and had my sons and asked if you would be.
The one to watch them while I worked, of course, you did agree. 
You gave them all the love and care so I could go and earn.
The money to provide without the worry and concern.

How can I ever really say how much I feel for you?
A life-time filled with love and memories between us two.
Although your bones are brittle and the years have slowed your pace.
I still can hear the way you laughed and see your smiling face.
   


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So many candles to see the light

Like joyous green of summer, my heart is singing filled
With you, while winter`s white is witness of good willed;
The glass works and the hot red wine spreading light:
Comforting carols “Silent Night” or “Brad Frumos”. 

Comforting thoughts of good like good miners,
And cakes a lot with names of saints and sinners
Looking the heart of sweet cherries strudel under the sight

Of mother humming “Silent Night” or “Brad Frumos”.

Smoldering embers and feeling like hot chocolate 
With scent of incense offered to every Christian mate
Under the new temptation of good and hope of right
 
Teaching of church on “Silent Night”,under “Brad Frumos”

The sacrifice of the pig, a ritual Symphony in red,
At the other side of modal logic, with wine and bread
And slaughtered pig and soured soups that might  
                                                               
Be prepared and savored on "Silent Night" ,near “Brad Frumos”


The aromatic smoke ascending, and dancing heavenly
Like our attempt to preserve and conserve not only
The clay and flash creature but also the inner light 

And so many candles to see the Light on “Silent Night”...


Details | I do not know? | |

Country Christmas

“Country Christmas Carol”      ---  dedicated to my family

 by  Miriam  McCue (creator of flamingo art, & poetry.so far.)

We love to sing Christmas songs,
My Grandson Bubba and I.
And when we sing Country Christmas.
We almost make the angels cry.

A Merry Country Christmas
To all those great Country Folk,
And even to the City Slickers,
Who also love to drink and smoke.

We’ll take a drink for Bubba, Aunt Mike and Cousin Jim, 
And hope that this Christmas,
They’ll say a prayer and sing a hymn.

Gather round the still, 
Country People all.
 And hold up Uncle Bill
So the old coot doesn’t fall. 

A Merry Country Christmas, 
One full of country joy.
Little Willie wanted a 12 gauge,
But all he got was a toy.


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Emmanuel

A royal King was born, Emmanuel --
Down by His manger men and angels fell;
But he did not within a palace dwell,
Instead he came to save our souls from hell.

The years had passed and death was coming nigh;
He bore His cross while Mary softly cried:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.

A mother's tears no words could ever tell --
As one by one at Jesus' feet they fell:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.


~Listen to the music that these lyrics were written to at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcMaxo0OaZo


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If you were a Christmas gift

If you were a Christmas gift
I'd never let you go!
I'd keep you very close to me
so everyone would know:

That you are oh so special,
a present very rare;
All would understand
why I really, truly care!

Romance needs Christmas magic
and a seasonal array;
of all the world's treasures
to make a grand display!

Your inward hidden beauty
would clearly be revealed;
This romance at Christmas,
with a kiss, is truly sealed.


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The best investment I ever made

My son upon this Christmas Eve 
I reminisce of midnight hours
Your fingers dancing over tenuous keys
And the emotions your talent empowers

I couldn't comprehend how you taught yourself to play 
Or just how this symphony of one became 
The songs you have inside of you like heaven on display
I revel in your poignant craft uniquely unprofaned

It's true that your propensity 
Can lean toward darkened depth
A common vein for artists 
To be moody and depressed

For your pain releases beauty 
by your gift it's voice relates
You know your in the masters company 
of Mozart, Bach, and Hemingway

So when your struggles weigh 
As the sea laden oceans sand
Take your seat and breathe
Stretch out your feral hands

Creating an instrumental euphoria 
For the lonely and the damned
Open the gate to moods your feigning
Though others will misunderstand 

Christmas Eve and it's memories
This flashback came my way
Of your very first piano 
The best investment I ever made

But one day when I'm aged and old
It will be you who cares for me
Play for me then on that Christmas Eve 
With your love in every stroke 








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The warmest gift for christmas

Under the silver sky ,
The essence feeling from the snow starts to fly.
The northern wind evolutionary telling us ,
Christmas is ready to pass by.

The coldness making us gather in one space ,
Appointing us to share a heart warmness ,
Reminding us to provide a gathering place.

The greatest gift I can get is you my dear ,
Like a Santa Claus to me.

When you embrace me , the lonleyness fades away ,
When you smile back to me , the sadness is washed away ,
When you kiss me , my frozen heart begins to feel again.

Celebrating those happy hours with you ,
I have learned , love is the largest vivid emotion , 
Giving us the view of a colorful deep motion.

Being so greatful for having you in my life ,
My thoughts are howeling loud ,
Love is not just a feeling that evokes with time ,
Love is an ability that can give the sense of soulful heart.


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Haiku Seven

Kriss Kringle galore-
The sanctity of Christmas,
And blissful New Year.



Kriss Kringle: Germans word for 'Santa Claus' or 'Father Christmas',
 as being called in some parts of the world.


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Under The Mistletoe- Repost

As the Temptations sing “Silent Night” on the stereo

I pull you close; kiss your nose, under the mistletoe….

 

            We sat by the warm cozy fireplace.  As I listen to you talk, I stared at your gorgeous face.  A pallet on the floor, you lift your glass for me to pour; a bottle of Chardonnay from Singapore.

 

            A romantic evening by the fire with sensual conversation. You can read in my eyes, my appreciation.  I lean into you, smelling sweet Champagne.  Your eye contact is driving me insane!

 

            I know you can hear the thumping of my racing heart.  Our lips hover just a fraction of an inch apart.  Damn, I’m proud to have you as my lady!

 

            Softly you say, “What cha want for Christmas, Baby?”

“The perfect Christmas gift for me??, I ask. “How ‘bout you naked under my Christmas tree?!”,  Or you wearing only a big red bow!!”  Under those Christmas lights making passionate love beneath the mistletoe!  You know my M.O.!  You, whimpering, you gasp in my ear to go slow!  Moving in and out of your halo!  Wow, you leave my heart aglow!

           

            This Christmas we will make “Christmas Carols” under the mistletoe!!!


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Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas, merry Christmas
What a lovely sound to hear
People sending Christmas cards
Because that day is near. 

Merry Christmas to the stranger
And our neighbours too
Merry Christmas to those who don't believe
God really does love you.

Merry Christmas, merry Christmas
Let all the earth rejoice
For our saviour Christ was born that day
Lets praise Him with one voice.

Put Jesus first this Christmas
And let everybody say
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas
Not happy holiday.


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Looking forward to Christmas

As I write from far away
I Struggle to keep my thoughts and feelings at bay
My words drop on my paper in awe, arrah!
My nostalgia races through my mind in disarray.

There is nothing quite like the coming of Christmas
The melodies, decorations, and hyped spirits make me feel Christmassy
There is nothing quite excellent like the Christmas season
When we all honour and celebrate for a great reason.

We commemorate our Saviour’s birth
Whose life on earth was a myth
We praise God’s name in glorious prayer
And show Mary, the mother, how much we revere her.

As the time draws nearer
And the end of the year comes closer
We embark on a shopping spree;
Shop around for spectrums of items and never miss a Christmas tree.

I’m far away from home
It feels like I’m alone in a dome
Emasculated of my family’s love and care
But I’m consoled by the memories of times we shared.

Though my thoughts and emotions are no more depressing
The creepy weather brings cold feeling and moaning
But my hope in the peace, love and sweet tidings the season will bring
Makes every cold feeling and moaning endearing.

I look forward to eating my friend’s nice-looking mince pies
My ears itch for the chitchats with my angelic niece, an incredible magpie
I look forward to seeing on Christmas day little girls and boys
Brimming with candid smiles as they move around with their Christmas toys.


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What Is Christmas

What Is Christmas by Robert Allison Dec. 1986

Christmas is the time
When the jingle bells rhyme.

Boys say Christmas is fun
When they get a new toy gun.  **

Girls say Christmas is a ball,
When they get a brand new doll. **

Boys and girls say "Yay"
To a fun ride in a sleigh.

Most teens would love a new computer,
And most women would love figurines made of pewter.

Now don't forget the dad's
Cause they love the latest fads.

Well all this makes a Christmas nice,
But when going to a party - don't slip on the ice!

Author's Note : This poem was the very first one that
I created during my senior year at high school, before
Christmas break. It was a private (Christian) school and our 
English teacher asked us to write a couple paragraphs (or a poem) 
about what Christmas meant to us. I didn't know whether to 
write about the worldly side or the religious side of Christmas,
and I had never wrote a poem before. By the time class
was over with, I had created the short poem above. 
  ** In the original version - I had substituted "new toy gun"
with "Rambo gun", and also substituted "brand new doll"
with "Barbie doll". These two brand names were the 
current "craze" but I later substituted the words - due to 
all the lawsuits over copyright infringement at that time.
  Anyways, enough rambling from me. Hope you enjoyed !


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Christmas Love Poem

It's Christmas time once again
and if you only knew,
that my Christmas wish
is to spend the time with you.

Making out my Christmas list
placing it under the tree,
wishing for you is all I want
to be a Christmas gift for me.

The lights don't shine as bright
I turn into the Scrooge,
needing you on this silent night
to snuggle in the softest candle light!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~


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Christmas


Every year we celebrate Christmas,
A season of lights and giving
Be joyful and love one another 
Because our Lord Jesus was born.

We lighted our Christmas trees,
With Christmas lights and lanterns,
A symbol of peace in our heart,
A solemn prayer for the family.

We exchanged gift to our love ones,
We can hear the children’s laughing,
The choir singing Christmas carols,
The spirit of Christmas is in the air.

Full of lights every corner on the streets,
Different colors with different forms,
Showing happiness to everyone,
For Jesus, the son of God is here.

December 4, 2012


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SEQUENCE

alone
in the dark
no family
or Christmas presents to
crowd

at home
together
with family
here for the holidays
heaven

Contest: Dr. Ram's "Holiday-Cinqku Form)
Date: 11-12-14
Poet: LyricMan


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Your Christmas Fir

Your Christmas fir was small and new,
When planted in the ground for you;
Once potbound, then its roots were free.
You stroked its branches, cuddled me:
I thought it felt like déjà vu.

I watched it as it slowly grew,
Though evergreen, its air was blue,
Not happy as it used to be,
Your Christmas fir.

Your love was dying, yes, I knew,
But what was I supposed to do?
Each time we fought, so sad to see,
All seemed reflected in the tree;
It turned to brown when we were through,
Your Christmas fir.

*The fir I'd planted started off well, but soon looked sorry for itself, and died after the relationship ended


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Hugs

I hug you in the morning because it starts my day off right.
I hug you before I go to bed so I will have sweet dreams.

I hug you before breakfast because it makes my cereal taste better.
I hug you after dinner because you help me with the dishes.

I can’t hug you at lunch when I’m at work,
so I hug you as soon as I get home because I missed you.

I hug you when you’re tired because I think it helps.
I hug you when you’re sad because I wish I could make things better.

I hug you in the elevator, to make the best use of time.
I hug you before you get ready, because I always think you’re pretty.

I hug you after church because that’s what Jesus would do.
I hug you when I think of family to make up for lost time.

I hug you even when you don’t want me to, because I love you
I hug you every chance I get, because it wouldn’t be any fun without you.


*Written on the left side of the Christmas card I gave my wife, 2009.  Our first Christmas 
together.


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Christmas Cometh

Christmas Cometh
by Ingrid Showalter Swift 

Through a wind that never stops blowing
the house holds fast to the light
flickering candles in each window
hope calling out over a canvas of landscape base painted 
in solid white

Auburn gold shadows creep along the horizon
where morning and night crest like waves upon each other
frothing sudden color in thier blending fight

Ruby red undertones flame up across the frost filled clouds 
then die away slowly to golds and then ice gray 
and then moonless white 

in the lights of a passing car... flakes ignite..dazzle and die away again

an owl ...its bright black eyes
against round white face 
calls out 

"ahhhhooooooooooo"
swoops down across the vast field
its feathers struck out white  
like white flames held aloft..........or flashing silver polished metal 
against black forest and gray sky...
against 
the now darkening of night

and I am reminded of a book from my childhood
that read...
"Who.... who... who ....are you?"

The candles flicker on dainty dancers of hope
leaping and falling and leaping again...
so like myself...I have to wonder...
do they never learn? do they never give up?

Turning from the window I smile at all the richness of the bright within
the colors of red and green...
the sparkle of packages and bows not yet even wrapped 
but that will lie beneath my tree in time
the crackle of a wood fire...the smells of pine bows and of things I have collected 
to celebrate these days

and I am merry ...in my soul 
ever hopeful ever believing...ever true
ever listening ......

for your key hit 

hoping it will still come someday...
if I am lucky...perhaps before Christmas has grown cold 
in the hearth and heart once more

the owl calls out again

"Who who ......who are you?"

and I know who I am 
I am a woman who loves a man
and for him I keep on the light
and ration like gold 
the oil


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A Christmas Miracle

As the sun rose on Christmas morn
All throughout the world
A miracle was growing in the hearts
Of every boy and girl

No matter their religious beliefs
It happened everywhere
Even in the hearts of those
Who about Christmas they weren’t aware

They woke with a smile on their face
And hope festering in their hearts
In a world that needs their help
They were willing to do their parts

And just in an instant
There was a twinkle in their eye
And they knew that peace and love
Was the life that they would try

Hate and anger disappeared
In the hearts of the young
All the prejudice adults had planted
Suddenly became undone

And without fire and brimstone
With no religious dogma in the way
The future of this world
Promised a better day


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My Christmas Everything

You are like the Christmas tree, with branches stretched out wide
I am like a present, warm and cosy under you I hide
You are like the Christmas lights outside twinkling so bright
I am like a moth attracted by you’re warmth and light

You are like the decorations tinsel, baubles and holly
I am like the child filled with awe but oh so jolly
You are my Christmas everything no one could ask for more
Without you Christmas would be dull of that I am quite sure

You are all these things to everyone though they may not even know
Perhaps they do not tell you, how much love at Christmas time you show 
Yet love you show in everything, yes everything you say and do
From the presents to the cooking all done with love by you

So upon this Christmas may you’re love return ten fold
For you deserve it Beautiful Lady if I may make so bold
Thank you for a Christmas which I know will just be great
If only for the fact, it with you I’ll celebrate


Details | Ballade | |

My Greatest Wish This Christmas

My greatest wish this Christmas 
Is not for falling snow, 
Millions of shining lights, 
Or even Mistletoe. 
My greatest wish this Christmas 
Is Christ’s love for you; 
The greatest Christmas gift, 
Your life, Christ to renew. 
  
My greatest wish this Christmas 
Is that you’ll ask Him into your heart, 
Don’t just read about him, 
But find His power to impart. 
That you’ll be filled with love, 
Peace and joy from on high. 
My greatest wish this Christmas 
Is that on our Lord, you’ll rely.  
  
My greatest wish this Christmas 
Is that He’ll set you free 
From anything that binds you— 
His freedom’s wonderful, you’ll agree. 
It’s the greatest gift of Christmas 
That any soul can seek; 
For no earthly gifts, 
Surpass that babe so meek. 
   
My greatest wish this Christmas 
Is that you’ll seek His face 
You will live forever more, 
Because His love you embrace. 
My greatest wish this Christmas 
Is that He makes you white, 
Not because it’s snowing, 
But with righteousness so bright. 
My greatest wish this Christmas 
Is to be with you in heaven— 
Neighbors in the new earth, 
Because to Him, your heart is given. 

Maureen LeFanue


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The Best Gift

I wake up bright and early, then look to my side
A smile takes over my face, and so does my pride
Watching you sleep in peace, and I forget to blink
“Thank you God”, is the first and only thing I could think
How I ended up here with you, the answer circulates my mind
My body starts to titillate, cause you're just so hard to find
Temperature on the rise, a volcano in pre-eruption
Trying to hold back, so your sleep don't get interruption
I had put my list for santa, underneath the bare tree
Now my first request is laying here, right next to me
Close my eyes, just to confirm that I”m not dreaming
My lips are sealed, but my heart's plausively screaming
All that I truly wanted, is up close in my possession
Keeping your love forever, is my only real obsession
Promise to cherish you, and treat you with utmost care
Like a purified diamond, baby you're extremely rare
Your skin is the wrapper, and your face is the bow
But the present underneath it all, is what I wanna know
Re-open my eyes to catch you demonstrating a grin
My head is enamored, trying to take all of this in
Our pupils lock, saying silent words, making my heart shift
Closer to you, can't wait to show the world, I got the best gift


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A Kiss Under The Mistletoe

When I look into a crystal ball
These are some things that I see	
Hearing loss will be my down fall
And my wife won’t listen to me

Look up dear, its mistletoe
Please to give this gal a kiss?
What’d you say, you miss my toe
And you’d like to reminisce?

Oh my goodness, see their tree
And the lovely treats to eat?
Now why on earth did you ask me
If I want to greet your feet?

I just heard the whistle blow
So I’ll think I’ll have some tea
Why didn’t you say there’s mistletoe
I’ve been saving a kiss for thee.

12/15/13


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Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I can dream of Christmas being with you, a Christmas of feeling blue. My holidays will be 
lonely without my new love that God has given me from above. I haven't asked for much but 
if you could do me a special favor? "Giddy-up", Dasher, Dancer, Prancer and Vixen, to bring 
my love that's so far! If you do, I'll light up like a shining star! He's a wonderful man with a 
great heart, but we don't want to be away and ever be apart! With holidays arriving, no 
money to send or gifts to buy, how could a love so true, be one to have a Christmas without 
you! We've prayed so much, but Christmas is near and he's so special and so very dear! 
Leaving him will hurt the pain badly, too! I will never regret, Santa, so please send my love 
to me soon!

Best Wishes,

Yolaine


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Happy christmas

Happy christmas to all my poetry soup friends
May every happiness come your way
and May God bless you each and every day
may his hand be upon you in all that you do
and may he coninue to be gracious to you.
 may every spiritual blessing be yours this christmas 
Peace be with you 
God bless you all
x Love Diane x


Details | I do not know? | |

Christmas Day

Christmas Day

What did I want that Christmas Day?
A package with a ribbon gay?
Clothes to wear?
Time to share?
Only one thing did I ask of thee.
Only one gift under my tree.
That gift, my love,
That gift was thee.

What did I get that Christmas Day?
A package with some ribbons gay.
New clothes to wear,
No time to share.
The one thing my heart desired.
The one thing that I required.
That gift, my love,
Thy love denied.

Another Christmas came and went
And with it my patience spent,
The clothes I packed,
The gifts I sacked.
The New Year found me far away,
 Never to spend a Christmas Day
With you, my love, 
No time to stay.

This Christmas shall be like the rest.
The gift that desired the best, 
Again denied.
Again withheld.
A husband’s love that went astray
Will ne’er return on a Christmas Day.
He is my love, 
Far, far away.


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What If Christmas Never Came

What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble! We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton 12/05/11


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True Love's Embrace

The snowflakes falling through the air
Were leaving sparkles on her hair
The moon shone down, she moved with grace
But all he could see was her angel face

They strolled along, side by side
Down a white powdery path, he held her hand with pride
This beautiful girl he loved so dear
Was just one more reason for his Christmas cheer

There were so many things we wanted to say
But her angel smile always got in the way
It was beautiful, sparkling, dazzling and bright
And his heart overflowed on this Christmas night

Then there with the moon shining down from above
He got down on one knee and promised his love
She answered with a smile and tears on her face
With a dream of tomorrow and true love's embrace


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Do we put Jesus in a Box contest

God came down and became a man
He wanted to fully understand
Since the consequence for sin has always been death
Jesus had to Indore our punishment up until his very last breath
He became the ultimate sacrifice
So all mankind did not have to pay the price
His 33 years on this earth science can fully prove, and his horrific death was recorded in history
The miracles Jesus performed, to a believer, hold no questions or mysteries
Many struggle with the concept that Jesus was God in man form
However, he did this so he could guide us through our life storms
God knew there was no other way
To save man from their future judgment day
He saw that humans had limited power 
To resist temptation and be their own strong tower
So he sent his son to die for me and you
So we could live in heaven someday too
The only thing you must do is receive
Accept Jesus in your heart and truly believe,
Something so simple has become so hard,
For many in this world are deeply scarred
They question his goodness and question if he cares
For life can be extremely unfair
he never said we wouldn’t suffer pain
that the hurricanes would not saturate us with torrential rains
However He did promise he would give us peace
That we would walk through troubles with his release
He promises to turn it all around for our good
He has been misrepresented and misunderstood
There is a purpose for all who trust in him
He assures us that if you are his child, you win!
Yet, so many put Jesus in a box
Pull him out like old Christmas socks
Once or twice a year
go to church, say a prayer and then disappear
forgetting that God has feelings too
And that he is desperately in love with you
Many believe the lie that he is mad
That they are to damaged and have been too bad
They overlook that his love has never changed
Humans walk away from him, Jesus always stays the same
Don’t underestimate his grace and power
That can transform you in your darkest hour
You don’t have to believe me 
Ask him yourself and you will see
You never know until you try
Don’t be ignorant; he is not just a theory in the sky
He is everywhere, at anytime 
It is your wellbeing that is on his mind
So during this holiday season
Don’t forget to celebrate the real reason
The birth of Christ
Is what gives each person a chance at a new life
He is no respecter of persons, and he is not counting your sins
He’s waiting for you with his hand stretched out 
Begging you to let him in.

By: Sabina Nicole
12/3/11





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Why Is Christ Taken Out Of Christmas


Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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Spirit Found

He wasn't into the season he said.
The past had wrapped him up blue.
But now I'm getting into his head.
Like nothing he ever knew.

Baby's hanging the lights up high.
Singing the words to each song.
Drinking wassail when evening's nigh
and the Christmas moon grows long.

His yuletide spirit holds no doubt.
For that I am to blame!
In the snowdrifts we laugh and shout.
He'll never be the same!


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Christmas Gift

Love at Christmas is an amazing thing
My gift for you is my heart tied up with string
I will leave it under the tree just waiting for you
Till you come to collect it and kiss me under the mistletoe
It is Christmas today so I want to say that I
Hope you have a wonderful day
May all your dreams come true and may God bless you.


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What If Christmas Never Came


What If… Christmas Never Came??? What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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A Kiss Under the Mistletoe

As our lips touch, slight and gentle
Passing under the Mistletoe
On purpose or accidental
Staring upon the Mistletoe

All of a sudden we stare
Looking up at Mistletoe
Our lips caress with care.
Urged on by Mistletoe

Kiss which will amaze
Under hanging Mistletoe
In sixty second gaze
Mysterious Mistletoe

Forty year bond
Invited by Mistletoe
Another kiss spawned
Serendipity in Mistletoe

Sweet sixteen now
Caught under Mistletoe
Oh my word, wow
First kiss below Mistletoe

Date written 

11-27-2013


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Christmas Magic

Kissing you under the mistletoe led to bigger things
I received a Christmas gift that night that Santa cannot bring
Being naughty can sometimes be nice no matter what they say
I had a smile across my face all that Christmas Day

The stockings I was thinking of were not hung up with care
They were taken off with other clothes and flung over a chair
Unwrapping our gifts at the same time late on Christmas Eve
Makes the idea of Christmas magic something I still believe

It’s the gift that keeps on giving, all throughout the year
I cannot help but think about it, every time that you come near
But receiving it on Christmas Eve is somehow special on that night
No other present under the Christmas tree can fit me just as right


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Eleven Years Of Christmas

After eleven years of Christmas I really have to say
You always make it special every Christmas day
All the presents that you send all wrapped with great care
All the food upon the table a wealth of Christmas fayre

Everyone made welcome to join the festive cheer
With wine and champagne and even a Christmas beer
It’s all laid on by you, for each to feel at home
Every year they come, for no where would they roam

As for me I’m privileged to have such a wonderful spouse
Who at Christmas with laughter always fills our house
When we’re having fun that by you was started
It always leaves me feeling especially warm hearted

Every year I raise a glass in thanks for what you do
A well-deserved tribute a toast that’s just for you
When the day is over, when all are fed and gone
That’s the time I spend alone, with you my beautiful one

So for eleven years of Christmas I wish to give you this
The longest and the deepest most passionate kiss
For making Christmas special I know I speak for all
We love the way you make our Christmas such a ball


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What a Wonderful World

What a wonderful world
became a favourite Christmas hit
a movie to thrill and inspire
a classic film it is it

Starred the marvellous Jimmy Stewart
assisted by the lovely Donna Reed
focused on man's guardian angel
each one's protector it is indeed

This movie asks an important question
what if we had never been born
never indeed been known
to the world we be foreign

Looking back on our life
has it made any impact?
what if we never came here?
never to be a fact

So be very thankful
for all you have got
remember and never forget
history reveals more than you thought

poetgord@2013


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A FEAST OF LOVE

Let's all be seated
The table was filled of grace.
Feast of love was served.

No poor nor richest
In the blessings we had reached.
From God the Highest.


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KITTY UNDERNEATH THE CHRISTMAS TREE

It's an eve before christmas day,
My darling can't come home yet.
He said he's in the middle of a traffic,
Caused of people crazy over shopping spree.


I felt sadden and blue...
My baby can't come on due,
We'll miss the kiss in the mistletoe,
No warmth hugs and "i love you's ."


Twelve midnight I'm alone and sad.
The expected gift still on the road,
Waiting for my baby ,feels so bored.
Eyes get tired and begun to close...


Then all of a sudden I heard a noise.
Trying to figure out what's outside the room.
I saw my baby beside the christmas tree,
Playing with a kitty,his surprise gift for me.



*AiyaH De Torres
12/18/2013


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The Perfect Christmas Gift

The perfect gift
Is often a myth
It's clearly out of reach

You're already gone
Never to respawn
But listen to me preach

The best gift of all
Is hearing your call
And having you back with me

It's been too long
I wrote us a song
I wish you were here to see

Christmas is about love
The innocence of a dove
But also family

Grandpa that's you
We all know it's true
I fall right under your tree

You are my gift
That one wish
I'll glance up at the moon

I'll blow you a kiss
It'll never miss
Grandpa I'll see you soon
                                                                -<3










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Memories from a Stuffed Dog

Your always near;
memories of
winters past
play on the air
in front of this
fuzzy gift.
With beady black eyes
and brown spotted black fur,
I'm reminded of a
long lost companion.
Your gift;
a memory
of a memory,
cherished and loved forever.


Details | I do not know? | |

White as snow

A winter time kiss amidst swirling
snow fall, pure delight wrapped in
a festive mist.

A tender fragment in time, a glimpse
of a future sublime.

Warm lips locking, we cease talking.
For in this sweet moment our worries
are forgotten.

We now see with fresh eyes, washed
white as the fallen snow. Into the blizzard
of life with faces aglow.

We have a purpose and endeavour in faith 
hope and LOVE!


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The Very Best Of Christmas Days

Memories of my best Christmases The best Christmases of mine Was when my family and loved ones Could afford me some of their time To be surrounded by the ones I love Is all I could wish for To spend the holidays with them all I could ask for nothing more Wife, children, grandchildren To have them there with me To be wrapped up in the moment The best place I could be They grow, they lead such busy lives It can’t always be the way Ah, but those years they gifted me with time My favourite Christmas Days Time is a rare commodity these days It becomes such a precious thing As I grow older and it ebbs away It’s the best gift one can bring You don’t need to be mega rich One gift will do just fine Gift your loved ones with your presence Gift them with your time


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Upon this Christmas Day

He sleeps there in a stable
The babe born to the world
Both mother, father watch with care

Though swaddled in a cloth
He is born, yet, to be king
With but just rags for Him to wear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

For within the early morning
Angels brought the sky a voice
Calling forth those who wish to hear

Along then, came all others
Knowing truth within their hearts
That all now have nothing to fear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

Go forth and tell all others
Who had no chance to hear
The news of hope and of the joy

Let them know the Gift of God
That comes to save us all
His son sent as this little boy

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day


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Tradition

Boy, all I can say is one word, tradition.
It’s a mind set ingrained in our thoughts, and in our nation.
Although Christmas and Easter aren’t mentioned in the Holy Bible.
God has His traditions also, they are His Holy Festivals yet we continue to ignore them and trash our spiritual revival.

Today as so called holidays are in full swing, as Christians we pray.
That our nation realizes that our moral compass has lost God’s path in every way.
Man he’s always made excuses not wanting to listen to God he’s stubborn.
The devil is predominant in most people’s lives yet, he fails to listen to the Father, and His laws are easy but stern.

God says put no other God before me.
It’s not this writer speaking its God’s loving spirituality.
The Holy Bible is very clear about this.
Believing that the “Word” is the Son of God, Christ Jesus.

Christmas, Easter, are pagan holidays and it angers the Lord of Lords.
Remember all truths are in the Holy Bible see what Jesus says, He’s “The Word.”
Yes love and cheer is predominant this time of year.
Yet, “The Word” and what God says is very clear.

So on this coming Christmas pray that you see what the Father tells “Us”.
The evil one is still at large corrupting men, corrupting “The Word” our Savior Jesus.
God says in the Holy Bible let the Bible interpret God’s “Word” and to observe His Festivals.
Not those traditions set before man by the Evil Deceiver not just to love at yearly intervals.

The Holy Bible tells “Us” specifically that Jesus wasn’t born on this day.
Going back to the traditions of Babylon, see what the Bible says about this what we do and how we pray.
Just by not being in the Holy Bible these days should make “Us” truly see.
That God is God, His will be done, and by doing His laws and edicts wrong not observing His true Festivals corrupts our soul spiritually.


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In a land of Christmas dreams

There’s a special place not to far - you know
A special place where we all can go
A place where dreams run as free as our mind
A place where we stop the happiest of times
To live our fullest at being who we are
To share and listen in each others beliefs of who we are.
To be happy being who we are

In a land of Christmas dreams
Is a special place for you and me
Somewhere to go and always see
How truly life can really be

Listen to our loved ones how we want to be heard
Understanding completely with out stating a word

Where giving is a pleasure with a hug and a kiss
Open minds and hearts and feelings as this

In a land of Christmas dreams

In a land of Christmas dreams
Is a special place for you and me
Somewhere to go and always see
How truly life can really be

For this beauty of freedom and dreams
Every night stares at you in your sleep
This giving and caring is special indeed
This giving and caring is shared between you and me

Expressing our gracious love for our friends and family
Always supporting our love and devotion
Being there for each other through times thick and thin
Always to return strong in message of the truth within

In this land of Christmas dreams
All of it’s beauty of freedom sings
Every night sings to you in your sleep
This giving and caring is special indeed
For this giving and caring of Christmas dreams
Is all behind the spirit of you and of me.


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Santa Laughs in July

A Christmas kiss for that Miss Surely her lips he could not miss Heartwarming and enticing That beau was truly in-loving A kiss since so long due Filled with artful cue A Christmas kiss in July The magic in this month did fly A time when laughter was on those lips Except for her and him who strayed from those trips Surrounded by doom and gloom A kiss which made each other bloom Love, wonderful state of bliss Lacking in it caused them to be amiss Repaired by a Christmas kiss in July Santa could only laugh from the sky


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Portrait of Jesus Christ

Few years back I use to make Paintings
Mostly of landscapes 
And sometimes, abstracts or portraits

The oil paintings which I use to make were such,  
That anyone would have 
Found them to possess and love

It was a season of Christmas and I was 
Strolling, when I saw two beautiful poetry books
One on the season of Autumn and other on Christmas

It had a bunch of adorable world of poetry
So beautiful and so lovely
Printed with beautiful photos and scenes

The photo of Jesus was so enchanting
With His loving eyes spreading 
The message of peace, love and humanity

One day when I was trying to draw a sketch
My brush started making on its own
A beautiful picture of Jesus 

One evening, when that portrait of Jesus 
Was almost complete 
A Christian friend of mine saw that picture fine

He was overwhelmed with joy and love
And hugged me as if I was someone very fine
He asked me? If I can gift that portrait to a Church divine

I had felt a joy in making that beautiful portrait
But giving it for a place of shrine
Was the most wonderful feeling, one can cherish in his life time

He asked me to come with that portrait of Jesus Christ
And give that gift to his Church on Christmas Day 
In the Church, where he was going to prey

I can never forget that Christmas day
While seeing that lovely portrait of Jesus
The priest blessed me with love, while tears in his eyes

I am not a Christian, but still I love Jesus 
For all the kindness and love he gave to humanity
And pain and sufferings He faced for us

I still keep those two most beautiful poetry books
Like a precious treasure
And can never forget those lovely moments of sketching Jesus Christ.



Ravindra

Kanpur  29th Nov. 2009  

Entered for Raul Moreno’s contest "The Deposition" 

Note 1: This poem is based on my own true happenings. I am still 
Keeping those poetry books published and printed in US around
1960’s and purchased by me second hand from a Magazine shop
Around 1965 as my most valuable treasure. But since a long
I am have not made any Paintings.

Note 2: Incidentally I have traced that Portrait now shining in the 
care of my senior friend Mr. J  F Patteson & brilliantly 
preserved by him till now.


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One December Night (The End)

One December Night
     (Continuation to the End)
    
All that year Santa had hoped and had tried to find a child's love that would strongly abide.  
But month after month he was given the boot.  It didn't matter whether he showed magic or 
gave them some loot.  Many children were selfish.  Not one gave a hoot.  
     Until one cold blizzard night, in a stormy plight, the frog rang the doorbell and walked 
right on in.  In the warmth of the house, after ousting the mouse, four children accepted the 
frog for his good.  It was a happy sight for the frog there that night.  Yes, they showed him 
great kindness and genuine love, the 
spirit of Christmas shown down from above.  The purest of love without expectations turned 
the frog into Santa who promptly gave each one hugs.  “I'll be back with my sleigh to leave 
gifts on Christmas night.  Thank you dear children for your gifts of love tonight.  Leave me 
some cookies.  I shall eat no more bugs!  He laughed as he juggled three gifts in the air.  
Then, soon disappeared out of sight by the moonlight.  
     The children, still laughing and squealing with joy, had broken a spell put on Santa 
last spring.  And the mean old witch that had made him a frog, sat sadly outside all alone on 
the log.  She had made him a frog with a croak, out of tune.  She wanted his voice instead of 
her own.  Christmas carols she had heard bring so much joy.  She could not carry a tune for 
one single song.  She had hoped she could sing if she stole Santa's voice. But the love from 
the children left her no choice.  The spell had been broken by love's sweetest choice. 
But while they were happily playing about, they noticed the wand from the brown bag lay 
out.  So they went to the witch and gave her a voice.  And taught her that goodness over bad 
is a choice.  So together they played with the now happy witch.  Who gave up her evil and to 
goodness did switch.  The gift of pure love and light in the world is a gift to all who give 
heaven a whirl.  For even the wickedest of wicked have some goodness in them.  So, 
encourage the right and to evil say, “Take a flight!”   (And let God be the judge…)

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
December 5, 2009

Inspired by:
Poetrysoup member's Contest Anything Goes! 	
Sponsored by: Constance La France  (I took you at your word... It's a LONG story.)


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Christmas Through July

Christmas Through July

Christmas is such a grand time of the year!
People are happy joy shows everywhere. 
Gifts of love arrive from both far and near.
Scents of the season permeate the night air.

Remembering the Savior's love so grand.
Families hang lights, such a beautiful sight.
Decorations displayed across the land.
Many surprises are shared Christmas night.
 
January came but the tree remained.
Celebrating my child's birthday the same.
Just like Jesus, her happiness sustained.
Each year's tradition when her birthday came.

Year round loving was about to be taught.
Decorations of hearts and shiny red balls
Replaced the angels that Christmas had brought.
February feelings Christ's love did recall.

In March, the tree was adorned with shamrocks.
Paper-mâché nuggets sparkled in gold.
Children and laughter sang around the clock.
Smiles, like at Christmas, were great to behold.

April was spring pretty flowers were hung.
It took a lot of work, but was it still fun.
We at play felt pure joy, free and young.
One fun filled plan to teach love, begun.

May decorations, the best, I recall.
Mother's day cards, painted hands, paper plates.
A trip to the attic was fun for all.
While cherishing the loves childhood creates.

Christmas in June on a new marriage day
Downstairs jam-packed squeezed in each wedding guest.
Rained out at the park, they saw our display.
Christmas year round knew love at its best.

July 30th past, the flags were still hung.
Patriotism shown, honored with rare style.
Christmas in July with a new day sung.
We took down the tree cherishing each smile.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:  This lyric poem written in quatrain format is a true story that expresses my feelings about 
showing love year round…not just in December.  


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Spruce Romance

All my life I have loved spruce trees,
They remind me of a beautiful breeze.

They are so slender and tall,
Rising above all.

Branches thick and refined,
The scent beautiful and kind.

At Christmas the spruce is our favorite tree,
Exquisite and free.

Decorated with love and care,
Seen with beauty so rare.

Bringing happiness to everyone,
Even after Christmas has come.

I love the spruce tree,
May we plant many more, to admire and adore.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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A Wish for Christmas

Oh, I wish you were here on Christmas day
but being miles away, I just miss you today!
Love can become so strange when you're not here,
as I ask the Lord for you to be with me, "dear".

How can we share a love so great in our hearts?
To last forever and never say we'll be apart!
You light up my life when you say "I love you",
and my heart aches and I am feeling so blue!

It's different when you're not talking to me,
a far distance love, do you want to be free?
Please be here for Christmas eve,
up into the sky, you'll fly and leave!


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The True Meaning of Christmas


The True Meaning of Christmas! During this Christmas, let’s celebrate Christ’ birth. It was for all of us that he came down to earth. As we think about Bethlehem and the baby boy… We shout glad tidings to all! And peace and joy! This young child was to one day touch all of mankind. His message of salvation… Today… You can find! As we celebrate and fill up with holiday cheer… This same Jesus is alive today… And is always here! Though 2000 years ago, he was born in a manger... You can know him NOW! He doesn’t have to be a “stranger.” Won’t you spend some time and reflect on Christmas’ true meaning? It’s in the merciful arms of Jesus that you need to be leaning! The good news of Christmas can certainly be found… Across this nation. Every city… And town! This same Christ can bring peace to your life today! He loves you much more than words can say! May HIS love bring peace and healing to your weary soul… It’s only in him, that you can be complete and whole!!! By Jim Pemberton


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Alone

The Christmas tree stands alone
But still decorated with lights glowing
The family has come and gone

A misty tear drop with a quiet groan
Remembering the days when they were home
The Christmas tree stands alone

Wanting little ones to come and crawl in zone
Of the blanket, packages, and decorations
The family has come and gone

Leftover food, torn wrap, lights that shone
Guiding them to this warm old home
The Christmas tree stands alone

Dirty dishes, soiled placemats, candles blown
Still longing for them at home
The family has come and gone

Time passes, situations change
The love in my heart remains the same
The Christmas tree stands alone
The family has come and gone


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Christmas With You

Close your pretty eyes, and picture us cuddled next to the fireplace.
Heavenly paradise as I stare longingly into your angelic face.
Remove that negligee so my eyes can feast on your voluptuous creamy skin.
Intimate foreplay, and I'm putting my tongue in places that's never been!
Sensual mind altering love, and doing things you've allowed no man to explore.
Taking your body and mind above, unlocking that forbidden door.
Mistletoe passionate kisses, sending shivers up my very spine.
As magical as this love is, let me slip my tongue into your heavenly divine!
Santa is making your every desire come true, so let me ravish every inch of you.

With this pen and pad this Christmas will be well spent.
I want you to allow me to be bad as my fingers treat your body like an instrument!
Together we will make Christmas Carols on a blanket next to our tree.
Hold me tight as our bodies ignite universal poetry!

You give me a present that I will always treasure.
Object of my affection beyond measure!
Under the mistletoe, just know that I will never let you go!!!!


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The Spirit of Christmas

John and Bath, short for Bathsheba Adams, were quite a pair.  Nothing ever got them down, except maybe an occasional cold.  Even then she would take hers out into the cold winter day of the back parking lot of the slum tenement building.  Where, there, she would nudge three of the fifteen cats trying to climb her double tattered blue jeans, out of the way, in order to stand and offer her cold up to God, seeing that it was all she had to offer Him and really she would be grateful, as well as giving up her only possession.   She often asked God why He didn’t seem inclined to come and keep them company, because she believed in Him heart, body and soul and talked to him constantly because John just got tired of listening.  She and John loved each other and no other.  She hadn’t worked steadily in Lord knows when.  John on the other hand got hurt on the job just before he was vested in company rights and the pitiful settlement he received was long gone.  He was left as barely good company for Bath, telling her over and over to just wait ‘til “he gets back on his feet” literally.  But that is not an option any longer, so Bath feels the need to keep him company. They really only had what you might call one vice.  That being because you might say they were wasting good money for no good reason.  They religiously bought two, one dollar lottery tickets every day that passed.  Well, there it was, the day before Christmas and Bath didn’t have money but for one ticket.  Well, she hotfooted down through Chinatown because there were still barbers there who would buy hair and she wanted to give John a special lottery ticket for Christmas.  The deal done she was cold as the mischief and begging God not to let her sinus get worse as she headed through the light rain for those lottery tickets.  John, meanwhile was hobbling down to get his ticket.  She always insisted that he walk to the corner himself so if he won he would feel like he had bought the ticket.  The rascal stopped and sold his crutch.  Can you belive, for $1 he sold his crutch.  Well, to cut to the chase, some friends carried him home after he bought the ticket.  Beth came in and after a bowl of soup, they had a prayer and wished each other merry Christmas and exchanged the two tickets which were the gifts.  Well, my story ends here.  I'm not going to tell you one or both won the lottery.  But in the spirit of Christmas I will say they lived quite long, and they were very happy while they lived. 


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Taken by YOU

I’m taken by your beauty
And I’m taken by your smile
I’m taken by your lashes
When they flutter over mine

I’m taken by your full lips
And I’m taken by your eyes
I’m taken by your body
When so close to mine it lies

I’m taken by your fingers
When they’re running through my hair
I’m taken by your embrace
When our bodies are both bare

I’m taken by your whispers
Of words laced with passion sweet
I’m taken by your kisses
Better far than any treat

I was taken by you then
And I’m taken by your now
I’ll be taken to heaven
And I think you know just how!  ;)

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Devoid

As christmas mounts decembers passing
we huddle in your absence.
Our eyes earthbound in aversion
of the stinging words etched upon the marble.
A solitary magpie skipping over the crystallised blades
highlights my purpose at your graveside.
Your first christmas misspent in the depths of the earths
are my thoughts as my eyes thaw the ground beneath.


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THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS GIFT

Busy streets and shopping spree.

People were so naive of  what gift to give.

Is it fancy bags or jewelries?

A huge toys or high end gadgets?

Everything that's worth and the best.

The best of the worthiest.

Price tags must be prioritized.

Empty pockets were left behind.

The season of hope and joy.

Pandemic consumerism valors.

Who wouldn't be delighted to received,

a gift in a fancy wrapper be achieved.

Christmas day isn't cost a thing.

But the love,peace and contentment,

the  most valuable thing  we can share.

Spreading love can win world peace.

Enlightened heart meets happiness.

Let's bear in mind that King was born,

To lead the world into salvation.






December 26,2013
Aiyah De Torres


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XMAS

My boys unwrapping
their presents is God's gift to
my best memories.


Details | Kyrielle | |

A monastery grows from the songs

A monastery grows from the songs of its strange crew,
Monastery painted with blue of unique Voronezh blue 
And a new comer, blond icicle, bare footed, gnarled 
Deaf and mute -it is said -singing “Have mercy, God!”

Stalactite and stalagmite in their cells, monks and nuns
Some of them so innocent like the sober day that runs;
Hanged from the heaven of their great expectations held
From the glass dawn to noon singing:“Have mercy, God!”

The others in their rusty autumn or white winter,
All calling the Promised Land that started to glitter
In their heart and from this light the sky seems fired
And the forest`s echo repeated: “Have mercy, God!”

In the twilight mist two monks try to cut down 
The evergreen tree to bring it for kids in the town;
Children glide on sleigh and even tired go later to bed.
They learnt carols and angels sing “Have mercy, God!”


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THE VERY FIRST CHRISTMAS

Putting up the decorations
And trimming the Christmas tree
Writing all the cards 
This year from you and me

Your presents are wrapped
Only bows and tags to do
Until this moment I didn’t know
Just how much I loved you

So I will have a happy Christmas
With the love of my life
The very first Christmas 
Since we became man and wife


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This Card

I bought you this card for Christmas day
So that I could write the words that say
How much I love you each passing year
Now in my eye there is a tear

I realised this card is to small
For me to write in and tell all
That your love means to me
What will I need to write so all can see

Perhaps the sky could hold the words
No not likely that’s just absurd
Maybe the universe could hold my sonnet
Then again too small to write upon it

So what will I use to show
How deep my love for you does go
This card I fear will have to do
To write three words, I Love You


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Christmas Eve

It's time to celebrate because it's Christmas Eve.
But Christmas isn't about the gifts that we receive.
It's about the love that we carry in our hearts.
The love that we have for each other is like a priceless work of art.
Even if you don't get good gifts, the love you share with your loved ones is the greatest gift of all.
Let them know how much they mean to you and this Christmas you'll have a ball.


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OUR YULE IMAGINATION

A season ago we stood
in this spot where the pine grove
was greener than the thick grass,
we looked above and saw stars.


Then was a starlit August,
a month all lovers adore,
but returning in December...
the pine grove had turned white.


Ah! No longer we could spread 
our blanket and dream as kids!
Ah! No longer the stars would
gather and shed light on us!  


And since not one pine tree was
adorned with lights, an idea
sparked our Yule imagination:
to put a star on all of them!




Entered in Russell Sivey's contest,
" Natural Dodoitsu "
Written  by Andrew Crisci on 12/26/12


Details | I do not know? | |

For Jeramiah Jay Cook

Late at night, my eyes are burning
as I try not to cry.
I hold my breath and wonder
why you had to die.

I try so hard to fight the tears
as I lay around and dream.
Memories of younger years...
I choke instead of scream.

You battled many problems
and overcame many things...
and you were only a child, 
No, an angel without wings.

You never had the most attention, 
but you never seemed to complain.
But suddenly everyone’s in tears, 
just whispering your name.

You won't get to live the life
you very much deserved.
No job, no kids, just shattered dreams
because you've left this earth.

You were only sixteen.
Its not right that you're gone. 
Your heart quit beating, 
but didn't quit loving.
Your spirit will live on.

My heavy heart is filled with regret.
I didn't say I love you, or goodbye.
And with memories I'll never forget, 
you taught me how to fly.

Sometimes I wish I could turn back time, 
if only for a day.
After all, God answers prayers, 
but this one is thrown away.

My vision is blurred with tears, 
I miss you so bad. 
But I close my eyes and see you clear
and don't feel quite as sad.

Pretty soon I'll be grown up
but you'll still be sixteen.
but like you said, 
God has a plan, 
and in the end I'll see.




*Note*
Jeramiah Jay Cook, my cousin, "buba" and friend passed away Christmas of 2004 at a party. 
Rumors fly about what it really was. Alcohol, pills.. it had only been 2 months since his own 
mothers death (mine had died in 96') and so he got his Christmas wish.. to spend it with his 
Mom. He has been having a really hard time with with substance abuse, but it was far from 
what I expected when my Aunt called Christmas morning.. Someone I had always looked up 
to, and grown up with.


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Your Will Be Done

You did this, you pushed the wrong buttons,
It was not supposed to end this way.
So now I hide behind these blinds,
I begged and pleaded you to stay. 

You never saw that what i sacrificed for you was way beyond my powers,
But input everything aside for you and now you bring out the sorrows. 
So thank you for showing me what your expectations were with me so you earned your crown,
So I say this as my finial words, "May Your Will Be Done".


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12 DAYS OF XMAS

On the Twelfth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Twelve royal garments,
Eleven scarlet short shirts,
Ten pretty pigeons,
Nine tiny scorpions,
Eight vampire videos,
Seven withered flowers,
Six golden-red coins,
Five lovely setsssssss;
Four he-goat heads,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice, 
 And an apple juice just for meeeee.
 
On the eleventh day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Eleven Scarlet short shirts,
Ten pretty pigeons,
Nine tiny scorpions,
Eight vampire videos,
Seven withered flowers,
Six golden-red coins,
Five lovely setsssss,
Four he-goat heads,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for meeee.

On the Tenth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Ten pretty pigeons,
Nine tiny scorpions,
Eight vampire videos,
Seven withered flowers,
Six golden-red coins,
Five lovely setssssss,
Four he-goat heads,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for meeeee.

On the Ninth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Nine tiny scorpions,
Eight vampire videos,
Seven withered flowers,
Six golden-red coins,
Five lovely setsssssss,
Four he-goat heads,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for meeeee.

On the eighth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Eight vampire videos,
Seven withered flowers,
Six golden-red coins,
Five lovely setsssssss,
Four he-goat heads,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for meeee.

On Seventh day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Seven withered flowers,
Six golden-red coins,
Five lovely setssssss,
Four he-goat heads,
Three red Pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for meeee.

On the sixth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Six golden-red coins,
Five lovely setssssss,
Four he-goat heads,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for meeeee.

On the fifth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Five lovely sets,
Four he-goat heads,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for me.

On the forth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Four he-goat heads,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for me.

On the third day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Three red pork,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for me.

On the second day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
Two sacks of rice,
And an apple juice just for me.

On the first day of Christmas
my true love sent to me,
An apple juice just for meeeeeee.


OLUSEGUN  AROWOLO
CONTEST:"12 days of x-mass" sponsored by PD


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My Christmas List

I don't want a lot, but I know I want this.
I insist! It's my Christmas wish! Just give me a kiss!
If it's going to be on the cheek, I want five in a row.
We can sit down by the fire, underneath the mistletoe.
It doesn't have to be big, just give me a peck.
I want to see you under the tree with a bow around your neck.
Come here, pretty baby, and spread some Christmas cheer.
It doesn't seem like it's me, but you're all I asked for this year.
Did I just hear some reindeer, flying over my head?
I don't want to miss Santa, so I got to go to bed.
I've been really good this year, I just know he will come.
Let's sleep close to the fire, so our toes won't go numb.
Wake up! Merry Christmas! Santa left us some stuff!
Looks like I got what I wanted, just having you is enough.


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Tradition

			

This year we pooled our money to give to a needy cause.
So we’re not expecting much on Christmas Day from Santa Claus.

Of course the children all will find their hearts’ desires beneath the tree.
They are too young to know the thrill of giving to a charity.

So we’re breaking with tradition in limiting our spending spree
On lavish gifts for one another. What a big change that will be.

But there is one last tradition that we follow slavishly.
We celebrate all family birthdays to the very nth degree.

When we wake on birthday morning we know the whole day will be ours.
From the youngest to the eldest, this day brings us super powers

And so much love and true devotion that we’re treated like a queen
Or a king as gender dictates, but you all know what I mean.

From one year to over ninety, there’s a party every year.
We are showered with gifts and honor from the folks we hold most dear.

We will gather Christmas morning just the same as every year
As we watch the children open gifts, with happiness and cheer.

But we know we’ll be remembered when our birthday comes around
When everyone will gather with the best gift to be found.

Gifts and love and honor, enough cake to make us groan,
We look forward to our birthdays with a party of our own.

 
Written for Paula’s “Tradition” contest  won 9th place



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P O E m 2012

P.O.E.m 2012

I.
---

Peitro is barely three years old
Eleonora, his great-grandmother, eighty-three
And yet, they are the closest of friends
Carrying on and laughing in the library but
Even the studious patrons don't stare in scold

Over in the children's section Eleonora sits
Neatly on a stool with Peitro and a book in lap

Encouraging him to follow her finger
And help turn the pages and point at the words 
Rewarding each repetition he says with "good boy"
They master four or five new words today before
Happily, they pick one for check-out, and go home

II.
---

Protected on the lee side of the mountain
Evergreens seem lighter than the windward side
As we climb the rocky path around the crag
Catching a glimpse, between hemlock and spruce of
Earth below, cradling dimpled hamlets of homes

On each abode, a blanket of thin white 
Now muffling the endeavors of mankind

Early tomorrow we will awaken to a pine-scented 
Aura in our house and remember that the day is
Rising to reverance, and millennial memories
The whole ritual will again, play out all its 
Holy meanings, fulfilling what desires are possible

III.
---

Pumpkins have been traditional for the pie
Even when war or pestilence blanketed like winter
And bells tolled not for soul salvation, but sorrow
Christmas, returns like the prodigal son
Even as the believers huddle together to sing

Oh holy night, The stars are brightly shining
Nestled picture-postcards for annual invitations

Every child, every mother, every bent old man
Allows winter's short light, to shine a new
Ray of gold, or silver, but really, a ray of hope
Through chilled and scant possibilities of
Hearth and home, and hope, for peace on earth


© Goode Guy 2012-11-15

"God bless us, everyone" - Tiny Tim

for those unfamiliar...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acrostic 


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Christmas In The Air

Colored lights on snowy nights
With tinsel everywhere
Such delights to see the sights
There’s Christmas in the air

A Christmas tree for all to see
By stockings hung with care
Families meet to warmly greet
There’s Christmas in the air

Friends all laugh and drink a quaff
A yuletide toast they share
Carolers sing and bells will ring
There’s Christmas in the air

Far away on Christmas day
Just swaddling clothes to wear
A savior’s birth to bless the earth
T’was Christmas in the air

Songs of love from up above
The angels came to bear
A joyous word the shepherds heard
T’was Christmas in the air

A star shone bright that holy night
To lead the shepherds there
They knelt in awe, the babe they saw
T’was Christmas in the air

Wise men came to praise his name
With gifts of love to bear
Filled with joy from the baby boy
T’was Christmas in the air

So at this time when church bells chime
And people kneel in prayer
Please revere that babe so dear
It’s Christmas in the air


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This Christmas

This Christmas
 Snow falling at my feet with friends around,
 Snow balls flying at me and hitting sound.
 Joyous hymms being sung and love so clear!
 Sweet Christmas songs playing for all to hear!
 Snowmen being constructed with smiles,
 Chills making us go numb, all the while...
 Moms make hot chocolate young ones.
 What a time Christmas is! The one true peace!
 When all true hatred should come to a cease!
 One thing can be assured this Christmas year
 I'll be filled with joy with friends and family near!
 CMS


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Holiday Gift

The greatest gift I ever got, came with a year that definitely was not.
Health costs and a scam had emptied everyone’s pot.
The tree was bare with nothing to hand out…
And my son had to work thru the Christmas Holliday, we all sought.

We wished him home but he had to work if he was to eat.
And for several years he had not wanted, with us to be.
But this year had taught him we were better than he had perceived.
And he wanted to come home to hold and be hugged, you see.

At the last moment he got the Christmas Day off.
Our gift to him was the price of gas and food on the four-hour trip back.
But his gift to us… you see was the greatest of all…
For he wanted to come home and simply be with us all.

Twenty-four hours minus 8 hours on the trip.
Dinner wasn’t much but it was all we could give.
But no one noticed as everyone talked…
It truly was the greatest holiday present of them all… that we ever got.

Thank you God... your gift to us wasn't lost.


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A Lonely Heart on Christmas

My first Christmas without him,
But his scent still lingers.
I remember the nights by the fireplace,
The warmth of his arms around me,
The ripples across his chest.
I wish he had not left...
See, I pushed him away,
With the nagging and the lack of time,
And now I miss him,
Like a mother misses a child miles away.
And I wish this Christmas,
That I was in his arms.
Laughing at his past Christmas stories,
Cooking a feast for his family and mines.
And even as guests begin to arrive,
I feel alone,
Since he is now not by my side.
And I prayed and prayed that he would come back,
But that never did bring him back,
At least not yet.
And this Christmas my heart still belongs to him,
To my first love...
For he left me with the worst gift ever:
A lonely heart on Christmas.


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LOVERS' CHRISTMAS DOOM

This is the night the world has been waiting for,
The moment when clock has reached  its twenty-fourth.
Warm embrace from  lovers and friends,
Exchanging of gifts,showing of endearment.


But we're apart like sun and moon.
The time that's not  mine nor yours,
The distance between us that is hard to reach.
The place in our heart is the best way to meet.


Tonight, I'm a victim of global slavery.
Hands were both tied,eyes were blindfolded.
Serving the King of world economies/
Celebrating the season with chain in our neck.


This is the moment of love and cheers,
Hoping you can hear me whispers...
"Merry Christmas, Darling!"--
Feel my hugs and kisses I send through the wind.



# For my family,daughters and partner.....
We may not be together on christmas day...
but my love will be yours...forever.. :"(


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Once Upon a Christmas 1954 Part 3

.           Oh – the glorious things we saw – shelves full of toys and household goods, glass 
counters with hundreds of bottles of perfume and cologne, shaving gear, tropical birds and 
fish and mountains and mountains of candy.  What to do – what to buy?

	We scurried from one counter to the next, overwhelmed with the endless things to 
choose from as we stammered and stuttered like a couple of idiots.  Finally, we decided on a 
bottle of ‘Lily of the Valley’ perfume and a pair of gloves for mom and ‘Old spice’ cologne and 
gloves for dad.

	We then separated to buy presents for each other agreeing to meet at the soda 
fountain afterwards where we decided it was only fitting we should have a banana split and a 
Coke to celebrate the occasion.  

	As we sat three with our lips covered in butterscotch and ice cream, the gravity of 
the situation began to sink in.  We had spent our entire savings and with that realization, we 
licked our lips and decided the bicycles would have to wait another year.

	Finally – it was Christmas Eve and we put the presents under the tree and hung 
our stockings at the foot of the bed.  In a few hours, those stockings would be filled with 
barley toys, ribbon candy and chocolates.  I could hardly wait!   As mom tucked us into bed, 
I looked out the window and saw it was snowing again.  It snowed all through the night as I 
lay in my cozy bed dreaming of that glorious bicycle again. 

                                                              ---

	Christmas morning we awoke to the sound of the radio; home for Christmas after 
a long stay at the pawn shop as ‘Joy to the World’ rang over her airwaves.

	We dashed to the living room where mom and dad stood beside two bicycles with 
gleaming chrome and multi-colored streamers; not the ones from the store window, but the 
most beautiful bicycles I have ever seen; a red one for me and a blue one for my brother.

	There I stood, my heart overflowing with joy and love as I remembered my 
mother’s blood stained hands and my father’s blue and red stained hands - these hands of 
love that changed two second-hand bicycles into the greatest gift I have ever known and 
taught me the true meaning of Christmas.


•	May the love from that Christmas of 1954 find you and fill your heart with joy.

                                                        Merry Christmas
                                                         To you and yours

	                                               Lainie


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Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree Not Rated PG

I've missed you honey.

The kids are not home.

I can't wait until you're home.

So that we can get busy.

So that you can rock around,

The Christmas tree with me.



I've got mistletoe all over me.

Come on honey let's play,

All over the house! My holly berries,

Are filled with juice so,

Come on ,you fun loving man,

We can play all night and all day.



You can gift wrap me and open,

Me up, of your loving I can't get

Enough! We don't have to be,

Quiet as a mouse. There is no,

One here. The neighbors will,

Know our names again. Oh well,

We heard theirs yesterday!



I want us to deck the halls,

With screams and shouts,

And moans and groans,

 Until the cows come home.

It's lovely weather for a,

Sleigh ride on top of you.



Baby it's cold outside,

The mistletoe is hung

On me. Hey jingle me

All the way all night

And all day. The carol

Of the bells will ring 

For each round of

Us rocking around 

The Christmas tree.



Untinsel me. Take off

My garland. Turn off

The lights. Unwrap my,

Skirt. Your candy cane,

Will licked and not bitten,

And and the Christmas tree,

Stand I'll be sitting. 



My ornaments you may 

Move to the side,

And on the cane I'll slide.

I will soon sing,

Or rest you merry  man

After you sing, let it snow,

Let it snow, let it snow.



You'll then shout a laugh,

Ho, ho, ho, Merry

Christmas to you and,

To you a good night.

You rocked with me,

Around the Christmas tree

With all of your might.



wrote 12-12-10


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WHAT'S CHRISTMAS WITHOUT PEACE

A smart boy asked his parents, who were busy shopping,
to take him to the nearest Santa and make his Christmas wish;
setting in Santa's lap he told him this,
" What's Christmas without peace...
when kids like me are still dying?
What's Christmas without peace...
when stars can't be clearly seen in a sky covered with ash? "


" These are very profound words
for a child who cares about people sharing
the same Christmas joy! " Santa told him smiling.
" Don't wishes come true for boys,
too? " He exclaimed with a boyish ingenuity,
" Of course, they do, child...in spite of tragedy! "
Santa assured him with the tenderest hug.
" Then why, children my age still die, instead of getting love?


" Close your gorgeous eyes, sweet boy and make that wish twice...
so that all may hear it!" Santa ordered the dreamy child,
who struggled to keep them closed as long as it took;  
then he slowly began wishing, " It's a wish for every kid alive:
orphans and sick ones, healthy and happy ones! " 
" Which images do you see when you peak and look? " 


" I see many children holding candles and singing for peace,
they sing in different languages...but love has a good reason to conquer
those who desire to keep Christmas in their homeland as I desire to keep it in mine! "
The happy boy said as he were part of that celebration under a brightly starlit sky,
" And what are they singing? " What's Christmas without peace! " His reply was.
That's the song you like them to sing...don't you? Santa exploded in jolly laughter.



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Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

   I am writing this letter to say of the holiday season is just not the same without a loved one.  I cannot wait till' Christmas by saying to you of how much I am missing him and feeling so blue.
   For my loved one, who I am missing dearly, or have been waiting too long.There's nothing like Christmas, but my honey is gone.  Please Santa, tell me that you'll help us to find that we'll never be apart.  Then, I'll know our dream was true from the start.  It's touching with memories that lasted for awhile, but now it's not the same.  There was a time that our love was so deep with bursting flames.
    May you bring his charming touch and his wonderful sweet smile.  I'll keep you warm and hold you tight,  so you'll stay for awhile.  As long as you love me so, our love has been far beyond a mile.  Santa, give us peace to keep us together. Be assured to embrace our love and share a Christmas forever!


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BRINGING A FAMILY TOGETHER

When their very young dad went to jail,
they surely lived in a realistic Hell...
I would hear the youngest one cry over an article she read.
Who had taken her daddy away was too cruel;
nothing they said would make her understand,
why didn't the harsh judge break some rule?


The judge's sentence was based on actual fact,
no pleads from the children softened her hard heart as she read the sentence,
" He committed this crime to feed his family so ashamed of his act,
and even dragged his younger brother along to help him steal by cutting fences. "
Then she made an eye-opening statement, " I must abide by the Law,
I am a judge of justice and fairness...not much I can do in this case;
let him behave and his sentence will be reduced in ten years. "
Everyone in the courtroom started to sob...tears began to flow.


I visited them often, and they seemed different people who couldn't admit
what he did was wrong, assuming he was innocent;
their smiles became cheerless, their words loveless:
a part of them was taken away, lost to hopelessness...
the younger daughter locked herself into her room, 
refused to talk to anyone and building that wall deepened her gloom.


Even this year they will not celebrate Christmas with the old thrill,
shopping for presents in crowded malls has lost that excited will,
not even the merriest Santa can make them smile with a jingle bell;
and he must think that they are strange kids who don't love the Holidays, 
perhaps reading them the Nativity Story will change their moody ways...
and to bring this family together will take patience and lots of prayers.


How would I ask Jesus, the new-born, who would love to see these kids at midnight?
They must show love to make this miracle happen on Christmas Eve; it has to start
with a heartfelt wish and deep faith, then the Heavens will suddenly open up...
as angels will descend to sing the hymn they sang before they desperately wept. 
 


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I find myself Christmas Dreaming

My mind fills with thoughts as my heart does soar.
I’m never really certain what the future has in store.
With the past behind and all that we’ve been through
I find myself here thinking, Christmas dreaming of you.

I think of you often though we are many miles apart.
You seem to have a home that’s inside of my heart.
I only know one thing I always shall be true.
Here I am dreaming, Christmas dreaming of you.

You bring forth this blinding light to this darkened heart.
You hold my hand gently and show me where to start.
 The sun shall return once more and the sky is so blue,
I find myself once more, Christmas dreaming of you.

I dream of the day when I shall hold you in my arms.
Whispering sweet nothings surrounding you with my charms.
When I begin to feel lonely and don’t know what to do.
I’ll always find my heart, Christmas dreaming of you…


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On Christmas Eve

Silence occupied the room for so long
No signs of visitor to step on coming
Trying to entertain himself in craving
Of bygones and the future just like a throng

Shebang of party for a corporation
Another shanty is built for the hapless and poor
To prance inside malls to buy gifts and liquors
Some lull their little ones and enjoy the sound of the nearby occasion

Where some folks went house to house to do caroling
Street children do their own charm to get the pay of their talents
As the street they considered as their home from abandonment
A strain to other’s eyes but to God’s eyes they are for caring

Some are excited to receive new things from exchange gifts
While others, jazz up old belongings to make it look like new
A mother holding her baby in her arms was cooing softly, while lying askew
In the muteness of the night, both fallen asleep and had gone adrift

Into a socialite community a lavish buffet, at which guests help themselves
In the remote areas scarcity in food, at which family members do share equally
With their flickering gas lamp, spend the night hanging around the house lackadaisically
While others are enjoying the spectacle of the brightness of Christmas tree at twelve

The whole night of Christmas Eve was splendid to view
Alive and zest for a family with wealth
The whole night of Christmas Eve, that has dwelt
For the poor is a house frame suffused with cold dew

A portrait of the Holy Family on the first Christmas Eve
Within that stable, baby Jesus was lying in a manger
A message of love, joy and peace be extended to every stranger
On Christmas Eve, Jesus will visit every home and this is to believe


Posted in Voicesnet.com
23 December 2009


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Christmas by the Sea

CHRISTMAS BY THE SEA


I've spent Christmas in the mountains
And in the city with flowing fountains
But the best Christmas by far for me
Was when I spent Christmas by the sea

I looked at the water of azure blue
And felt serenity through and through
The whisper of the waves upon the shore
Sent thoughts of joy to every pore

I remembered the times of Christmas past
The memories that will always last
When we would rise on Christmas morn
And read of the day when  Christ was born

The child who in a manger lay
The Christ Child born to show the way
To salvation free for you and me
These things I ponder here by the sea

I raise my hands to God above
I thank Him for his boundless love
A love so great, He sent His Son
We'll live with Him when life is done

So if you have an opportunity
To spend a Christmas by the sea
Listen to the sound of the ceaseless waves
And think of the Christ Child who came to save

Gaze at the beauty of the ocean blue
And feel the love He had for you
If you do, perhaps you'll see
Why I love Christmas by the sea


	Curtis Moorman
	1 September 2011

	Inspired by my 8 year old grandson


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New July Holiday

Warmth that flows within the seasons cheer,
To have peace on earth proclaimed again,
A giving time for all women and men,
To be able to see the children faces clear.

Smelling the pine that frames Christmas time,
Gloriously celebrating his birth so sincere,
Christmas in July comes but once a year.
Guiding happiness in this season’s prime.

Serving picnic cuisine with prayers enriched.
Family time together bringing love to all,
Dreaming of Christmas in July breaks a wall.
Bringing memories of an episode of Bewitched.


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Happy Holidays Or Merry Christmas

What if Christmas wasn't here? What if Christmas disappeared? Whenever December came... It just wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? The true meaning of Christmas would be in danger! If this happened... There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t have Christ' peace and tranquility! It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” For fear they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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A Soldiers Letter Home

A Soldier’s Letter Home

I can’t believe it is that time of year
I haven’t yet gotten that old Christmas Cheer
What with you back at home and me over here
I love you and miss you my dear

And even though I’m near the place of His birth
I hear no “Merry Christmas”; see no Christmas mirth
And Lord knows from here I see no Peace on Earth
I love you and miss you my dear

But we’ve put up a tree – looks like Charlie Brown’s
And we’ve hung on its branches gold-colored spent rounds
And when the wind blows those tinkle bells sound
I love you and miss you my dear

I miss the kids more and more every day
And you know I would be there if there was any way
Tell them I miss them and ask them to pray
I love you and miss you my dear

Now give the kids kisses and say “Daddy loves you”
And I’ll hurry home once my tour here is through
So I can give kisses and hugs to you too
I love you and miss you my dear

Well the Captain is calling, the fighting’s begun
I’ve put on my helmet, my vest; grabbed my gun
Say a prayer for me dear but now I’ve got to run
I love you and miss you my dear


Mdailey


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First Christmas Gift

First Christmas gift—God sent his son To live as man until work done. He came to us, mankind to save, So loved the world His life he gave. A gift like this, can’t be outdone. He suffered slights, task had begun To capture Earth without a gun. Our treachery the Christ forgave, First Christmas gift! Christmas is near, before it’s done We hope to find amidst the fun A gift so rare as Infant brave. A love like his we dearly crave. Why is it then His gift we shun?. First Christmas gift!


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Shepherd Boy

Once more in the Christmas spirit - - - 

Shepherd Boy

First I saw the East Star, shining Oh so bright
Then I heard the voices through the silent night
It was the angels singing stories from the past
About the prophets’ prophecies – the Messiah’s come at last
They led me to a stable where a babe was fast asleep
And once there at the stable; tears of joy I’d weep
For lying in the manger, his head upon the hay
I saw the new born baby and heard the angels say
	Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               And all of my world stood still

Then I looked and the stable was crowded
The shepherds had all come to see
What all the angels had told them
And who this Messiah might be
A babe, just a babe in a manger
One the angels had said would be king
And the glow of love shown in that manger
When the angels again start to sing
Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               Whom all of our dreams will fulfill

We all fell to our knees in the manger
Praised God in the heavens above
And knew in our hearts that this newborn
Would be of God’s greatness and love
And then in the brightness of morning
We finally left then alone
For this child must grow to a young man
Before his true calling is known
But all of us shepherds were changed now
By everything we had observed
Of seeing our Lord in the manger
And His praises from angels we heard
Glory to God in the highest
	Peace to men of good will
	To the world has come the Messiah
               And this love of God’s with us still

Mdailey	


	

 


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romantic christmas

christmas is about sharing,giving, and happiness,
but it also about relationships,
and love!

I can\'t wait to spend Christmas with you,
dancing all night,
and when out side alone with ur hands wraped around mine,
we will kiss, the snow will start to fall, 
and you will look in my eyes and say \' i love you\' .    

Like i said,  Christmas is a time for caring, sharing and joy 
But Christmas is also a time for relationships and love, even if you spend it with 
just your friend!


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The Ghost of Christmas This

The Ghost of Christmas This by Rick Rucker I have found a woman who, With everything that she can do, Has made me want to jump and sing, Or do any other thing That a young lover might try, Seeing only blue in the sky. Now, it is a fact She has shown me what I lacked, She brought me back from The Brink, From her cup, I'll always drink. She has taught me all of Love, That not all of Heaven is Above. I thought Love was through with me, In Love again, I'd never be. I guess, somehere, there is a Plan, It didn't want a Lonely Man! Christmas is a time for giving, Singing, eating, hugging, living. That I wish to do these things once more, Has nearly knocked me to the floor. The Ghost of Christmas Last came last night, I must have looked an awful fright! He showed to me how it had been, And how it would have been again Had I not met this Vision, Who has prompted a Decision. With whom I want to be a part, 'Til the years still my Heart! Tonight, I expect to see The Ghost of Christmas This with me His image will cause no terror, For she and I are a loving pair! If Christmas Future plays the game, The result will be the same! Ever like this, with repeats, In my Christmas stockings, only treats! Merry Christmas, My Love!


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A Kiss Under The Mistletoe

She's been gazing, staring, all the night long
I've been scared, sheepish, stupid, and sad
I'm kissing her after the next love song
If my insecurities aren't that bad.

She's so effervescent, she doesn't know
It's not even about the looks, it's deep.
I swear I'm looking into her soul, woah!
Into this mystery I'll glide, don't weep.

Come on Derrick, it's time to rise and shine
Be the man, be the love, be the best, try.
She deserves it, make her smile just divine
Look at the mistletoe, over her, high.

Here I go, no longer holding this back
"Hello, you are beautiful, and you glow.
I know how I sound, I sound like a quack.
But please, one kiss, under the mistletoe."


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Christmas Joy

Peace for the world the tidings brought
And love for all, the message taught:
And that’s my self same wish today
For loved ones near or far way.

The world’s most precious Christmas wish
Was served up then in one small dish;
The precious Child that Mary bore
To bring us peace forever more.

They brought us tidings of great joy,
Mary had born her Christmas boy.
The joy shared through out the ages
Is wished for you upon these pages.

There is no way that I can say
It better than they this Christmas Day.
Peace and Goodwill and Love to you,
My loved ones, Nation and World too.



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My Only Christmas

My Only Christmas by Kenny Davis

My only gift for Christmas I would want
Would be you under the tree
Wrapped in nothing more than a silk, red ribbon bow
With the beauty of you smiling back at me

My only tradition for Christmas I would want
Would be the gift of you under the mistletoe
Warm by the fire, to indulge in our “reindeer games”
That will make you blush brighter than Rudolph’s nose

Until now, my only Christmas 
Was to be only topped by an angel or star
Though any before has shined as brightly as you
Oh what starlight of Bethlehem, for me, you are

Oh what a miracle of Christmas I see
Every time I am blessed to look into your eyes
For the way the glow and sparkle ever so florescent
Much like the stars of an oh so Silent Night

On this very special Christmas
If I was Santa at your door knocking
Just because you have been naughty all year
Would let me slip my Yule log in your stocking?

On this eve
Of our special Christmas day
Would you give me the priceless gift, Mrs. Claus
Of riding my sleigh

The pleasure of digging deep
Down into my bag full of tricks
In hopes getting a long Yule log
To you, from me, jolly ol’ St. Nick

For all I ever wanted for Christmas
Was, but that of a Holiday kiss
Instead of under the tree, under the mistletoe perhaps
To be swept up in the fantasy of Christmas bliss.
©k.davis December 2013


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christmas child

                              (12/22/12)

It was Christmas eve and last minute 
Shoppers were running frantically
As I walked out my front door
What to my  astonishment and surprise
A little boy sitting with a puppy in his lap
Looking up to the sky.

I asked : are you o.k. ? he replied : no ! not really !
Every year I find a spot to sit Down and look around
Of how free will can be put to the ground.

Why does man thrive on pain , suffering and war
When they have another door !
A door of peace, happiness and love
Sent to them from my father above.

I know since my birth it has gotten better
And people are finding their faiths once again
And love is filling many hearts and souls
But true happiness and peace should be their goal.

I see so many children abandoned and left in 
the streets with out food or drink.
In the middle east and Asia- little girls lives
Are being taken and destroyed
Over the birth of a little boy.

Without the females this world would cease to exist
I would not be here if not for my mother
And like her there is no other.

Why would man want to take a life at birth
This is the most precious thing on this earth.
The children are so happy when they celebrate my birth
And receive gifts as I had done before
When the three kings opened up that gift giving door.
 Yet ! I sit here reflecting on centuries gone by
With tears  in my eyes.
But also with joy and fulfillment in my heart
Knowing this is the season for a brand new start.

Look into the eyes of every child that passes by
And you will see that gleam in their eyes
And love in their hearts, if they are led in the right direction
Mankind will be closer to perfection.

I could not believe what I was hearing and asked:
Who are you ?  He turned and smiled and said:
I am your father my son, and I’ve come
To help everyone.
Everyone who seeks my father 
I will respond in his name.

“Then he faded from my sight”
And I prayed for peace and love that same night.

             WHO WAS HE ?

© L . RAMS


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Christmas - A Time to reflect

It's a wonderful time for reflection, have we done what we wanted to do?
You know all the resolutions we made, did we make them all come true?
Did we spend more time with family? Did our kids take pride of place?
Did we love our partners a little more, did we put a smile on our face?
Did our friends know their true worth? Did we let them know we care?
Did we say to them without the words, you know I'm always there?
Yes, it's Christmas time again and with the champagne and the beer
Surrounded by the ones we love we can reflect upon the year
We can laugh and we can capture all the memories we want to store
And we can be thankful for family and friends that we have another year to make more
So during this Christmas break, we thank you for being there.
And we hope and wish in 2010 there will be more fun times to share.
Copyright. Written By Sarndra Schoenmaker 5/12/07


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Empty Holliday

What's a Christmas without you
another lonely day feeling blue
an empty chair at my table
holding on is something I'm not able
to do without you

Off somewhere in a distant place
something I missed I can not face
but in reflections of a lonely Christmas Night
I wish things could have turned out right


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Christmas wish...

My Christmas wish...Oh how I wish that snow would just start falling 

out of the sky early this year, so that I could 

play in it and I also wish I could see a reindeer or two. 

This is my Christmas wish... I hope that there 

is a shiny new fire truck under my tree? 

This is my Christmas wish... I do wish my dad 

would buy us a blue spruce Christmas tree? But 

I guess, an old pine tree will do. 

This is my Christmas wish... and can you please remember 

to bring my cousin Bruce home in time for a 

hot Christmas dinner, I know Uncle Sam needs him, 

but his mom and the family need's him too. 

This is my Christmas wish...Dear, God I know I'm asking for 

a lot? But can I also have mistletoe too? 

You see it's not for me, I'm way to young for that 

as you can see. It's just for my mom and dad, so 

that they will kiss and make up, instead of arguing 

about who gets to keep me this year. Two Christmas's 

are nice, but just one would do. 

This is my Christmas wish too you...thank you dear Lord in advance! 

Signed

Little J.


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Wishes For A Wonderful World

Christmas is a hopeful season
Giving me a special reason
To ask for this one request
Coming true would be the best
Present that I could receive
Daily wishing I believe
This miracle will soon come true
For everyone like me and you
There is no box big enough
Wrapped with pretty bows and fluff
To contain this gift I search
For the people of this earth
Material items I'll be passing
There's just one thing I am asking
Shared for millions miles wide
It's been hidden deep inside
Every person that is living
My Christmas is they start giving
The love and peace buried down
And spread it all over town
One by one we will break
Hatred in this world and make
A caring land we can enjoy
Santa will you please employ
My unselfish gift so we
Are one big happy family

Entered in the Christmas Wish contest


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Sequence



 Foster
 family
 festivities 
 making each holiday
 special.
 
 Our gifts 
 shall vanish 
 but fostered love
 will bind us together 
 as one.



Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
11.09.2014
Dr. Mehta’s Contest 
Cinqku



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Memories Of Christmas

Memories of Christmas through the years,
Have brought lots of laughter and many tears.
Memories of those who have gone on home,
Sometimes leave us sad and alone.
The good times that were had by all,
Grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, their happy faces I recall!
The gifts that were given, the fellowship we shared,
The love we all had, showed each other we cared.
The trees were so pretty, the food, oh so good,
Sometimes we would go caroling in the neighborhood.
We would exchange gifts by drawing names,
Some would get clothes, others might get games.
The homes would be decorated with ornaments and lights,
And we would all feast on the many delights!
There would be cakes, cookies, sandwiches, pies, and punch,
Some might eat a lot, others would just munch.
Before you knew it the night would be gone,
And the wait for next year would seem so very long!
But Christmas means more than just these things,
As we remember the birth of the Christ child and the salvation He brings!
He came into this world in a meek and lowly way,
Born of a virgin and in a manger lay.
The Shephards were frightened as the angels came to say,
The great news of His birth on this special day!
Born in Bethlehem, God's only son,
Savior from our sins, He is the only one!
So as I remember the Christmas's of old,
The greatest of all, was the one the prophets foretold!


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IF CHRISTMAS DIDN'T EXIST

Imagine how sad December would seem
if Christmas didn't exist; only the chill
and wind would be felt through the frozen bones,
nobody would live in these northern, frigid zones. 


What was the true purpose of Jesus's birth?
Some even would say that it never occurred,
and why would the Magi travel long days
and nights to pay homage to the humblest of Kings?


It was prophesied by Isaiah in the Old testament and the Wise Men believed him,
following with awe the biggest and brightest star that they had ever seen;
and didn't it seem strange that God would choose those simple shepherds
to be the first to hear that message sung by a thousands of angels?


Wouldn't you be happy when a child cries out and enters life?
Wouldn't you celebrate that event with overwhelming joy and grace?
The same way Jesus entered this world to suffer and die,
and if Christmas didn't exist, who would remember who He was?


Wouldn't that envious angel, whom God expelled from Heaven with haste,
laugh loudly, knowing that we don't worship Him in spirit and faith? 
Fallen Angels are the eternal enemies of this Child, who atoned our sins
by paying with His precious blood...to vindicate the Devil's astute lies!


If Christmas didn't exist, some unbelievers would shout and rejoice,
happy to erase Christ's redemptive message from the earth's surface...
contradicting the Scriptures themselves and the Divinity behind it!
Didn't Herod the Great hate Jesus, fearing He would have become the new King?


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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Christmas to me

For Christmas this year I only wish you can see,
 How much you truly mean to me.
It's not the cards and presents that make true love
It’s the way we snuggle and fit like a glove.
It’s when you brush my hair gently with every stroke,
Not the flowers clogging allergies which make me choke.
It’s when you clip my toenails I no longer reach,
Or when I need suntan oil on that spot at the beach
I know you don't have a single romantic bone,
But you always SHOW me when we're all alone.
You tell me how you love me only, for my cooking,
Always taking seconds when you think I'm not looking.
It's when you laugh when I break a little wind,
Forgiving for the smell and me so chagrined.
Never being one too keen at exhibiting love for all to see,
But you always SHOW me you care for me.
You don't always tell me I love you,
You in all the little things everyday you do.
So with Christmas day an up coming event,
I don't expect a expensive or romantic present
I've the trust and know how you're very true blue, 
Even if you look at other girls at least a time two,
Though I know it can't possibly be true.
You tell me, "I only look to compare them to you."
I'm content in knowing I'll have you all my life,
And it just so happens I'm your loving wife.
Christmas has its own meaning to me anyway,
That your love's deep even if it isn't in words you say.
Home's where the heart is, the saying very true,
You always fix me when the loving's overdue.
So For Christmas this year there's just one thing I plead,
You can play Santa, I'll crawl on your lap and whisper what I need.


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CHRISTMAS CELEBRATION IN MY CITY

Many Christmas Trees are seen
around the Yule season in my city;
they all are very tall and beautiful,
but the Rockefeller Plaza's Norway spruce
is the most gigantic and spectacular
with its multicolored, gleaming bulbs.   


Come to the city, where kids turn into angels:
they seem real cherubs being sent by Heaven itself,
and these angelic messengers love to play 
their carols to announce Jesus joyful birth;
come closer, look up and hear those voices greatly
rejoicing in this bright corner of the earth! 


Sit down in front of it and dream
of the gifts stacked underneath your pretty Christmas tree,
but the most precious is this one, only decorated with lights;
and its green color and sheer simplicity,
can begin making a glorious memory!
And which carol will you sing for the crowds?


Christmastime is a wonderful experience on New York City's streets: 
stores, pubs, restaurants and shops dress up with dazzling decorations,
every street has a Santa ringing a bell and spreading good cheers;
where else can you find kind folks wishing strangers a Merry Christmas? 
On Christmas Eve, Saint Patrick's Cathedral echoes with hymns...
and Child Jesus smiles at children as they caress His soft face.  


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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Stolen gifted heart on Christmas

Slowly awaking out of bed, me to you I say
It's a quiet beautiful morning, on Christmas day.
Getting dressed in comfort, walking down the stairs
Seeing the tree lit, opening gifts like nobody cares.

Having you open your gifts, with amazing haste
Seeing that bright smile, upon your gazing face.
My lonely heart was the gift, you stole from me
I gave you the only way to my heart, a golden key.

I ask what are you going to do, with the key to me
I shall protect it with my love, I was told by thee.
Looking near into the future, us together as a family
Instead of screwing up young, doing stuff daringly.

I wish for you to listen, to what I always have to say
My love for you still grows, with each and every day.
As white as a shining Christmas, as beautiful as a dove
There are no bounds, for my undying wishful love.

Life gives amazing gifts, life anxiously gave me you
You were an early gift to me, for Christmas it's so true.
You are my Christmas angel, you are my world's entity
Your going to call me nuts, but I believe this is destiny.

The day after the beauty, I’m wishing you saw
how much of you I missed, you at my side in ah.
Stolen gifted heart on Christmas, truth said to be
Frightening Gifts of mysteries, I can't wait till we see.


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What If Christmas Never Came


 UNSUPPORTED CODE What If…   Christmas Never Came???

What if Christmas never happened?  
What if Christmas never came?
Things around here would be different! 
It wouldn’t be the same!

What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger?
Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger!

If the baby Jesus wasn’t born.  There would be no nativity.
We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.”

It’s almost like this now! 
 It’s an “ever increasing business.”
It seems like nearly everyone wants
  “Christ out of Christmas!”

Why does it seem like Christmas is 
 losing it’s true meaning?
The very words; “Merry Christmas,” 
seem to be quickly disappearing!

Many say; “Happy Holiday.”  
They worry they may “offend.”
Having a “holiday” without Christ….  
Once again!

We need to put Jesus Christ back into 
our CHRISTmas season!
He is what Christmas is about!  HE is the very reason!

May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth.
May there be shouts of JOY!  From the corners of the earth!

Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration!
We need him so much right now! 
 All over this great nation!

May we bring to him a heart of love
 for everything he’s done.
As we bring honor to Christ.  God’s precious son!

May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise!
Not only at Christmas time…  But all of our days!

By Jim Pemberton


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Christmastime Forever

Christmas came just once a year until you came my way.
Now Christmas lasts the whole year through -- not just a single day.
A special gift of Christmas we share each passing day.
I hold you every morning since Christmas came to stay.

Christmastime forever finds you in my arms.
and, Christmastime forever means love, so soft and warm.
Yes, each day seems like Christmas since you gave you love to me --
and every day's a holiday shared by you and me.

Christmas still brings laughter. Christmas still brings joy
and sparkle to the smiling eyes of little girls and boys.
But, a special gift of Christmas is mine each day, you see --
Christmas lasts forever since you gave your love to me.


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Seven Days Before Christmas

Seven Days Before Christmas

It was almost Christmas and Santa was getting Antsy.
That night he left his reindeer at his North Pole Farm.
Then, asked Mrs. Clause to get dressed red and fancy.
He did not want many to see his sleigh ride charm.

The lonely white donkey would certainly do!
So, he hitched up the sleigh to go for a ride.
No one else would go with them, only those two.
Across the worldwide skies, with Mrs. Clause by his side…

The weather was ice, but Santa Clause was warm.
Mrs. Clause's rosy cheek lay on his soft shoulder.
She lovingly clung to his handsome strong arm.
Year after year, he seemed younger, not older.

Many loving memories frolicked in two heads.
She never flew with him on his Christmas night run.
But snuggled and cozy, they had worn out many sleds.
Every seven days before Christmas, those two had great fun!

He stood on the seat and shouted, “Ho! Ho!”
White donkey was flying with those two alone.
“Come dance with me, sweetheart.”  His face was aglow!
Gliding through the skies, true love was homegrown.

She reached for his hand; stood there beside him.
And magical music serenaded their night.
Their waltz in the sled was a mid-night whim. 
They wriggled and giggled each filled with delight.

“I love Mrs. Clause, dashing with me tonight!”
Distant and tiny, earth resembled planet mars!
Weaving and whirring that romantic starry sight,
They looked down below, amid sparkling stars.

For hours they enjoyed their alone time together.
Laughing and singing, souls full of delight…
Oblivious to snow and stormy weather,
Two dipped and sped around the sky on that night.


Seven days before Christmas, high above every town.
If you look, you might see them, oh, wonderful sight,
Santa shouting with glee as they two fly around.
Jolly holiday! “Mrs. Clause is with me tonight!”

© December 18, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen


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My Christmas

This Christmas is going to be very special to me,
I have the girl possibly my bride to be.

I refuse to give her nothing but my all,
I love how she throws the snowball.

I love every moment it makes me feel like I can fly,
I will love her till the day I die.

I want to hold her tight,
I want to hold her by my tree with all my might.

I love you so much I feel I can cry this you should know,
Take my hand Larissa Angelica please don’t ever let go.

There’s nothing I want more then Christmas you’re at my door,
You make me so happy you give me something to live for.

I will cry with you I will protect you I will die for you,
It’s Christmas the world is yours that’s what I want to do.

Christmas is usually about gifts, family, & friends,
You are the only one I need as my heart mends.

I always remember what its like to look at your gorgeous smile,
It makes my heart melt & go wild.

I pray which is rare for me,
I pray forever this love will be.

I hate to make wishes & other hopes,
Except this is too special I refuse to be the one who mopes.

I tend to be seen as lost in my faith possibly the end,
Although don’t completely count out it returning once again.

You in my life makes me a believer in some way,
Wearing a cross or Christ head could be today.

It’s scary with the thought of losing my best Christmas gift ever,
On my side the idea of leaving you I say never.

I feel you deep inside I see you & feel great,
Your smile to me is definitely bait.

This year I don’t need to see what’s under the tree with greed,
I already have everything I could ever want & need.


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Meaning of christmas

The meaning of christmas
Isnt about Santa Claus.
Isnt about presents.
Isnt about christmas music.
It's about christ being
Born on christmas day.
So we celebrate,
To remember our
Christ Being born in a manager.
Cause God sent us his Son
To be a scarifice.
And save us from
Being damned to our sin.


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THE STARRY ILLUMINATION

The starry illumination
reflected upon the glazed Christmas snow,
which had fallen much earlier as silent children
waited with anticipation, not showing a frown;
they wished to see Santa's sleight flying low:
would he do away with this old tradition?



This was the night when angels choruses
would be heard over a land waiting for His birth;
then the shepherds saw many wonders,
now silence hushes the white, solitary fields,
and nobody is awake to be amazed by angelic visions...
why hasn't Christmas come and why do children wait?


The Starry illumination
is the same the Magi saw from their palaces,
and certain of their expectation:
they loaded their camels 
and left for Bethlehem happily; 
three gifts they brought to honor the new King,
why have all forgotten that he is born to show humility?
Hasn't he become small for us to love him with less fear?


Gathered as sheep in an October field, all children lose hope
of getting presents, tonight Santa will not come down the slope;
perhaps they were thinking of giving them to Jesus
as he peacefully lays in the small crib made of hay: 
oh, how much they would love to watch him play! 
One of them picks up a wooden drum and says,
" Follow me to the manger and sing, " The Drummer boy. " 
Jesus won't ask us for a gift...He wants us to feel His glory! " 






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Christmas

Christmas is one of the joyest.
It is a time of birth and giving of one soul.
It is there love exist of the heart. 
The real Christmas joy of happiness we feel.
There as Christ ascends upon the world. 
Such meaning and love each finds in joy.
That of the true person we find we are.
As even those we put aside, we love them none the less.
But Christmas time would be everyday with you.
As each moment would be a blessing knowing I have you.
But Christmas is the feeling of love we share in our hearts.
There deep in our souls we know the one time real love truely exist.


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Going, Going, Gone

It's Christmas Eve; we're all at home,
While you're in bed you're not alone,
And though we're here and not with you,
We've thought decisions ten times through.

The phone line rings, we get the news,
Oceans away you're close to lose.
7:56, our watches say,
You may not live another day.

So now we cry and soothe and pack,
And Christmas colours all turn black.
We know we cannot find a flight,
So now we're staying up all night.

I write this verse as others cry,
And though I can't, I say goodbye.
Take shallow breaths until the dawn,
Going, going, going,
Gone.


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What If Christmas Disappeared


What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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Lets Share The Gift of Christmas (Repost)

(Family and Friendships Formed Of His Love)

The gift I have to share; cannot fit beneath your Christmas tree--
I come to you in the spirit of Love, bearing a gift of friendship true,
In remembrance of Our Lord and Saviour above
I extend a sisterly hand in fellowship to you -- through faith, 
I ask Our Lord to lift you up and grant your every need

Come all ye faithful ~ sing the holy praises
Saintly men and women, as even the angels do…
Oh sinner man, I hope for your redemption too --
While praying and joyfully praising GOD
As He allows us to freely do ~

The Beloved Peace of the Messiah be with all of you
May his Holy Spirit be felt in the hearts of all, so true~
Let the saving Grace of Christmas be remembered every day  
For its the precious gift of GOD above, granted to me and you~
Let's share this gift of Christmas, as our Lord would have us to do…


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The Day that started

I wrote about the love thats in your eyes,
The love I hold for you in each smile
And then, I feel the sting of your hand,
And the cut of your words,
That slices me like a knife through paper,
A serated blade. 
And for what,
Because I had to go in early,
Because I lost your e-cigerette, 
Though you've lost mine six billion times,
Which is why I no longer have it. 
Because I wasnt fast enough to give you your smokes.
Why? 
Just so you can ruin Christmas for me,
Like you ruined my Birthday,
Like my mother ruined my life.
Oh how you would love to know,
That Ive just compared you to the one woman you hate,
You utterly despise,
You loath.
And yet you treat me the exact way she did,
With bitter words,
And a hand that hits,
And no regard for the tears I cry. 
And to think,
This started off as a good morning,
With hugs and kisses,
snuggles in bed, 
Five more minutes,
We were both sleepyheads,
You said Merry Christmas eve,
And I said it first, 
It started as a good day,
For all it was worth. 


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The Perfect Gift

Nine months is not very long...although
it seems forever, since you've been gone.

I still remember that knock at the door, two
strangers, I recognized, by the uniforms they wore.

Disbelief in the words, I heard them say...killed in
action, on Christmas Day.

When you left me, for a land far away...I ask Jesus
to keep you safe.

I have been so alone, with just my memories of you,
but today your Christmas Present arrived, and he is
so cute.

He came into this world, giving me back my life,
someone I can hold , all through the night.

Merry Christmas, my sweet soldier...the words 
I never got to say, you gave me a gift so perfect,
in every way.

Even though you are not here, to hold your son,
I promise, he will always know his father, and the 
good you have done.

We will decorate our tree in Red- White- and Blue...
"This year, and always, in remembrance of you."

Merry Christmas from us both, your wife, and baby son,
we will all be together one day....when our work is done.


"Please, pray for our soldiers."




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Love came to Christmas

Shepherds heard a voice in the night
Wise men saw a light in the star
Mary saw an angel in sight
What do you see from a far?

Shepherds worshipped the King
Wise men offered a gift
Angels praise and began to sing
Will you worship Him for a lift?

A Carpenter heard His voice in a dream
A manger receive His royal King
The sheep took Him for the team
What do you have to bring?

Anna saw her King and prayed
Angels received the news with gladness
Herod heard the news and saw a prey
What do you see in His goodness?


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Christmas Mass

      CHRISTMAS MASS
Dear holy child, I celebrate your birth,
and wonder at the bright and shining star,
that leads to all the joy and peace on earth
we all look for, and it is where you are.

Yes I will light a candle in your name
on Christmas morning, when I'm all alone,
and say a prayer into the burning flame
to thank you for the gift too few have known.

You are my bright and shining star, you know,
throughout my life, in everything I do,
The gift of love is all I have,and so,
I wrap my love in candlelight for you,
Amen...
       ©  ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa


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It's Time To Say

After all you’ve been through
To do the things that you still do
To love me even though I’m sometimes a fool
Coming from you that feels so cool

Christmas is here once again
We come through sunshine and rain
I know that I’ve been pain
Over and over again

Yet at this time of year
More than any other I fear
I find it’s time to say
I love you more each passing day

I know you think I fuss
When I worry like a wuss
But I would be lost without you
For I love you B.L. it’s true

Though It  may not show
You still leave me aglow
With your burning kiss
And a body that I’d miss

So on this our ninth Christmas together
I will enjoy being by your no matter what the weather
Sharing a loving Christmas in your arms
And holding all your charms

Once again it’s time to say
Merry Christmas all the way
Glad am I that I’m with you
For there’s nowhere else will do

Three eight one my beautiful lady
You really are my sexy baby
Christmas kisses I’d like to shower
All over your sexy body every hour

So enjoy Christmas and my love for you
I hope I never make you blue
I want only that you be happy all the time
That’s why love and Christmas are in this rhyme


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CURRENTLY

1. Writing poetry in my boxers.

2. Trying to match the cracks on my iphone with the scars on my body.

3. Picking out a Disney movie to watch. Alice in Wonderland it is.

4. About to take a shower by candle light, and just listen to the movie and recollect the scenes I can remember.

5. Think.

6. Think a lot.

7. Make my Christmas list.

8. Pull out the Fortune Cookie paper I got recently.

9. Apply the message from the cookie to my Christmas list.

10. It reads, “Help love to keep living”


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CHRISTMAS WISH

                                                In the name of Jesus
                                               on the eve of Christmas
                                        love and respect of my small heart
                                             rests always for this world 
                                                 
                                                  Oh! Jesus, I love you 
                                                always unending as i can
                                             truly speaking really unending
                                               you always truly bless us all

                                                 You are the best teacher
                                                taught us the finest lesson
                                                sacrifice from every spheres
                                           how and where from can be done

                                                Remembering you every year
                                                on the twenty fifth December
                                                  I pray God as you showed 
                                         let all the days be like today of this world




HAPPY CHRISTMAS DAY TO ALL OF THE WORLD



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A Christmas Poem for My Wife

“A Christmas Poem For My Wife”

I love and support you until my days are no longer
I will be there with hope and love until we grow stronger

Let us not lose touch with the coming of Jesus and the season
Through all the pain and hurt I will love you until reason

When you put on this ring it was put there for life
And I thank the Lord over and over that He made you my wife

I will be there always even if you push me away
For I see through faith a bright and sunny day

Happy birthday to Jesus He is my life and my guide
Hoping some day in me you will truly confide

So Merry Christmas to you my wife, my Love, my friend
I will Love,Love,Love you until my days come to end


Merry Christmas 1/18/2010
 



Copyright 2010



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Jesus - King of the world

Great is our Lord
Who is our gift
He came to the world to save us
He righted what was once wrong
He invites us in His goodness
He graces us with His presence
He will great things for our good
We know good from evil
Because of Him
We know right from wrong
Because He graciously shows us
We know insights and wisdom
Because He shares upon us
Great is our Lord
Who came to the world one day
And forever we are indebted to Him
We feverously grace His love 
To one and to all 
We honor His keeping
We graciously welcome His presence
We come to know Him
With grace and contrite heart
With our opened yieldedness
With our love and affection
With arrayed wildness
He tames us
He loves us
He offers us a great governing
He graces us with deeds
He inhabits in us
And makes His gracious presence known
He is good – so good
We can be 
We can have
We can find
We can give
We can go
We can do
We can all win
Because of Him
Jesus - 
King of the world


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CHRISTMAS ON CHAMPS ELYSEES Monsieur L'Vampyre

........CHRISTMAS ON CHAMPS ELYSEES
This night of mass, I still recall
the thing we had--dare I suggest,
if it was love, how we did fall?
For just a while, our lives were blessed
........Now Christmas on Champs Elysees
.........is not the same, in any way.

The lights reflecting on the Seine
have lost a little of their glow
I still walk there, but only when
there's no one with me I should know;
........and never since have I gone to
.........that small cafe, where I met you.

'twould be too much for me to bear
I'd have to face reality
accepting you would not be there
and put to rest your memory
......but now each Christmas I can feel
......the warmth of you, it's almost real.

And so this night, so warm and mild
I'll not forget the love of you
but celebrate the Jesus child
the way we used to do.
......and light a Candle Christmas Eve
.......though you have died, I still believe.
© ron wilson


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Christmas Eve Night

Christmas,  Christmas     We  all  love  Christmas     Children  all   snuggled  in  their  
beds    Santa  is  on  his  way with  all  the  teddies     Twinkling  lights all through  the  
night   Christmas  is  a  beautiful  sight   We  all  love  Christmas  So  have  a  very  merry  
merry  night.


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A Christmas Love Story

Cherish the new born king
Hark the herald and
Ring the toll bells
It's Christmas time again and
Santa is on his way as the
Tinsel is strewn and mistletoes are hung
Mama got caught once again 
Alone kissing a guy dressed in red
So I dashed to my window and through open the shutters
Looking upon the roof
Over and over again I somehow now
Vow to remain true in
Even believing in this little Christmas tale of a hymn 



Merry Christmas To All Soupers And Staff
Love Kathy And Jenny


Also Entry For Brian Strand's
Christmas Love Acrostic Contest


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The Fifth Season

 Welcome to my mountain abode, you can have coffee and snacks while watching the show
The scenes change each night, a new manger here and there built by the Congregation below
In the Nativity Scene, down at the church I am the Wiseman with Frankincense as my Gift 
The town Christmas tree, at the center of town square, almost hidden by the giant snowdrift
As the Tree is lit, and Carols sung , I light  my donation to the town: The Christmas Star
Every year the town folk would say the Peidmont “ Christmas Star “ can be seen near and far
The community all together  Sharing the Love and Grace of the fifth season : Christmas

Inspired by Carolyn Devonshire's Contest " Christmas in Your Town "


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Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas to my dearest friends,
 Living on different and beautiful Lands!
 Merry Christmas to all – big and small!
 Merry Christmas to you and you, and you!
 To all those who say more often “hello” than “adieu”.
 Merry Christmas to all… rich and poor
 To those who are always know and sure
 That tomorrow will certainly come,
 That our world is blithesome and awesome.
 Merry Christmas to the whole Earth!
 To all those who accept Christ’s birth.
 Merry Christmas my dearest!
 I would love everyone to be the nearest,
 To know only love and no hate,
 As the white snow to be the purest,
 To believe in magic at any rate.
 Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
 Don’t miss this pure bliss!
 Our world is full of magic.
 Don’t make it sad and tragic!
 Someone will pray, another one will say:
 Cheers! I do not regret of the past years!
 Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
 Merry Christmas!

 ©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
 The 24th of December, 2012


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Christ is Christmas

Christ is Christmas.


The children gather, and there smiles so bright,
The family gathers to see the tree, what an awesome sight.
The tinsel and the lights strung all around,
Adorned with gold and silver, even treasures found.

The wreath hung upon the door, to welcome everyone,
To settle and enjoy the sights when all the work is done.
The fireplace so warm and the wood stacked so tall
It’s truly a season loved by one and all.

Christmas should be the example we certainly should share,
Showing everyone Gods love and that we do care.
Offer His love in everything you do and say,
It doesn’t have to be a season, or Christmas day.

There is so much hurt, so much sadness in our time and day,
That we need to give the gift of love, and hope when we pray.
Christmas seems to be the one time of year we give,
Don’t forget our testimony, and the way we should live.

If we could touch, just one soul along our path and  way,
It could be Christmas each and every passing day.
How joyous, and exciting that would truly be,
To show the world Christmas and what Jesus means to me.


Wendell Mays 



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What Is Christmas

I laid my head down, upon blanket of cotton weave.
Maybe soft like the one Jesus was wrapped, in a swaddling sleeve.
It was at last Christmas tomorrow, an this was the eve.
But in Santa I no longer now have reason  to believe.

Oh what is Christmas to all now days
We still today give our Lord praise.                                  (chorus)

The wise men were swirling in my thoughts tonight
Thoughts of Jesus once cradled in his mothers arms so tight.
The spirt of the night glistened in the candles twinkling light
I searched among my memories of better days with all my might.

Oh what is Christmas to all now days
Many not all still love our lord in so many many ways        (chorus)

But all I could think of was the expense it brought to familes.
Credit cards extended to limits,  depts, homeless with chilling extremeties.
I wonder what Jesus might say as this once was his birthday.
If he were here might he gather his deciples for yet to again pray.

Oh what is Christmas to all now days
Friends of families all come and go some astray               (chorus)

Why does misfortune affect so many with extreme debt?
Depression claims have of this God fearing world from finance fret
I try to understand as I am an adult now you see
But this world it stll so much baffles me.

Oh what is Christmas to all now days
Bills and credit cards of all who get a pay                         (chorus)

If we were really celebrating his birth, are we if his worth,
To bemore appreciative of his fathers creations......one is earth.
God could have given us any thing at all
But he chose a gift more meaningfull, his own son to fall.

Oh what is Christmas to all now days
The joy of love and Christ's brotherhood some say           (chorus)

He gives his love, his almight power.
He lifts us up in the final hour.

Oh what is Christmas to all now days
Candles lit for the as Christmas approaches day by day.   (chorus)
 

Linda Terrell
November 23, 2009


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WHAT IS-TRUE MEANING FOR A CHRISTMAS TREE

Jesus is the Divine Reason for Glorious Christmas Season

I wondered.. What’s Christmas tree for?
What does a Tree have to do with Christmas anyways?
Why should we have a Christmas tree?
I don't have a tree-I mean really-what’s point?
I mean- yes-Trees are Beautiful
(yes-Tree for Santa-put presents under for children)

But What??? I mean
What is the True meaning?
As I asked.. my Lord in prayer
This is what My Lord revealed unto me
WHAT IS-TRUE MEANING FOR A CHRISTMAS TREE?

TREE REPRESENTS:The Tree of Life
All Eternal Life shall be given through Jesus Christ

BRANCHES REPRESENT:Jesus is Vine-We are Branches
Once Born-again-in Christ (Tree of Life)
(He is in us-We are in Him) Body of Christ
Christ in You---in the Hope of Glory--Together Eternity

LIGHTS- REPRESENTS:Eternal Souls
Souls who are Born-again-turned to Christ
Embraces God's Light of Christ
Receives Holy Spirit within You—Eternally Shines

BULBS- REPRESENT: Fruits of the Spirits
Souls Witnessing-Followers of Christ-Shining God's Light
Walking Talking always in Love, Truth, Compassion
Tender-Hearted unto all Souls

TENSILE REPRESENTS: Streams Spreading Love
Sparkling-Shining God’s light

GARLAND REPRESENTS: Strength of Holy Spirit entwines
(Interweaves within Tree) flowing through Tree of Life

 STAR REPRESENT:Star of Bethlehem-Star of David
The Morning Star:God’s Glorious Divine Light Shining 
upon Our Savior---babe-in Manger

PRESENTS REPRESENT:Love between each other
Giving from out Hearts-Loving, Sharing –Caring, Compassion

As I in Awe
then wondered 
But...What about the Unbelievers?
My Lord what about them.. for you didn't mention them
As I continued on.. I asked My Lord. 
What about those Souls
Who are unbelievers?

This is what my Lord revealed to me
Reason why there is no unbelievers 
On the Tree.. Because…   It is The Tree of Life..
Those whom are unbelievers 
Have not obtained their place…
Unbelievers are Not Born-again 
Unbelievers Not receive Eternal Life -of Light

Come take you place
Receive God’s Divine Grace
Come to Jesus
Be Born-again
Then Receive Holy Spirit
Divine Light of Christ inside of thee
Your Life-Light Will Forever Shine

Ps.. Revealed- Wow!
My Lord if this be so.. Please Forgive me
I would Love then to have the Biggest Tree Ever
Then God Blessed me
I was given a 7.5 Colorado Spruce Christmas Tree & All the Fixings
Wow!  Ever so Beautiful.. Praise’s Be to God Almighty
God is Amazing.. isn't He???


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GIVE ME A KISS FOR CHRISTMAS

Give me a kiss for Christmas
For my love for you is strong
Give me a kiss for Christmas
I’ve been waiting oh so long

Give me a kiss for Christmas
On this special holy night
Give me a kiss for Christmas
Let me fill you with delight

Give me a kiss for Christmas
That is my only Christmas wish
I promise it will be much more
Than just another Christmas kiss


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Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas

Why Do We Take Christ Out of Christmas? Christmas is the only holiday we often don’t call by name. We often forget about the true reason that Christ came. It’s the only holiday that we often call “a holiday.” It’s true meaning, is often, taken away! It’s more than the tree and all of the glittering lights… It’s time to think about the Bethlehem star so bright! It’s more than going shopping at the malls… More than, “Jingle Bells,” or “Deck the Halls!” It’s more than seeing how many people we can buy for. Or that clearance sale, you’re willing “to die for!” It’s more than buying the “newest in entertainment.” Or receiving a gift that may “cause an embarrassment.” Beyond all of the presents and all we truly believe in. Let’s all come to Christ Jesus and receive him! Let’s think about his birth, and his death on the cross! Without HIM… The true meaning of Christmas is lost! He brings the hope, joy and cheer that’s needed! Won’t you listen to his voice? That often goes unheeded? Christ is what’s important! And shouldn’t be left out! He’s what matters! And is what Christmas is all about! Let’s be joyful! It was for all of us that he came! And take this time to bring honor and glory to his name! By Jim Pemberton


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Christmas Love

Christmas Love.




The children gather, and there smiles so bright, 
The family gathers to see the tree, what an awesome sight
The tinsel and the lights strung all around, 
Adorned with gold and silver, even treasures found. 

The wreath hung upon the door, to welcome everyone, 
To settle and enjoy the sights when all the work is done. 
The fireplace so warm and the wood stacked so tall, 
It’s truly a season loved by one and all. 

Christmas should be the example we certainly should share, 
Showing everyone Gods love and that we do care, 
Offer His love in everything you do and say, 
It doesn’t have to be a season, or even Christmas day. 

There is so much hurt, so much sadness in our time and day, 
That we need to give the gift of love, and hope when we pray. 
Christmas seems to be the one time of year we give, 
Don’t forget our testimony, and the way we should live.

If we could touch, just one soul along our path and way, 
It could be Christmas each and every passing day. 
How joyous, and exciting that would truly be, 
To show the world Christmas and what Jesus means to me. 

Wendell Mays 


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Christmas gift

If I could steal the fire from those eyes
and take them to rule the darkest skies,
We would sit every wintry December
near an adorned pine tree to remember:
when a chorus cried a Christmas’ melody,
You held my heart under your custody.
 
While I untie a bow after a bow,
giving you three kisses over the brow,
You show me the final wrapped gift:
A green butterfly on the finger you lift.
I blow softly and she flies faraway,
You are all mine on this Christmas day.


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IF YOU DO NOT HUMAN

From “Daily Given and Other Poems”

Come forth, dear friend
Squeeze my hand and kiss my face
Even under the shadows of a pencil away
But you should not forget
You and I are human in our right moment to die

Not day I hope
Not in this particular month and not the next month either I should say
Alas! This is my bridge and I’ll wait for you to cross it together
Bring your body to me: Embracing and laughing and capping 
What I left for you, and much more.
We should live one, two, or three hundred years
It can be for anyone who would like to sing which it allows you and me to understand.

Speak up like cuckoo’s soul or pulling in front of you the intimate uncertainty
Because you would see eventually we are going to find
That trail that today appears confuse.
No matter what day will make an end
No matter what hour rendering may seem thrust that for others
Sometimes like this, in exact order, find blindness or butterflies.

If you fall believe it or not
I would make for you and the others as a soldier
Pinching wet ground and crushing the living creatures out of my way
But I would carry you and with a best-known smile I would indeed reach 
The other end that appears identical from the beginning.

Now I wish you Merry Christmas from this humbly and lonely man
The undone four-letters with which my mind usually I skip
Which by voice-over in a period of utmost solicitude
I should deliver it to you. 


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Christmas Dreaming of you

The house seems so quiet when you're not around
I listen intently to each little sound
Maybe I'll hear you pulling up the drive
I stand at the window and wait for you to arrive.

The view out the windows appears rather gray
I sit myself down inside I shall stay
I close my eyes and then envision you
I'm here alone Christmas dreaming of you.

The candles light flickers dancing in the air
Vision of you simply appear from nowhere
In all of my traveling you are never that far
When you're not here I wonder how you are?

I wonder if you feel the same way I do
Sometimes it's tough with all that we've been through
I wish upon a star and then it seems to come true
Snowflakes drift down as I'm Christmas dreaming of you...


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A SPECIAL CHRISTMAS ROSE FOR YOU

                 A SPECIAL CHRISTMAS ROSE FOR YOU
 
               I FOUND A SPECIAL CHRISTMAS ROSE
               WITH A BEAUTY VERY RARE,
               IT REMINDED ME OF A PRECIOUS FRIEND
               WHO I LEARNED TO LOVE SO DEAR.
 
              JUST LIKE THE ROSE I SEE IN YOU
              AN ANGEL FROM GODS LOVE
              WITH SUCH AN INNER BEAUTY
              THAT COULD ONLY COME FROM ABOVE.
 
 
             YOUR CARING WAYS JUST AMAZE  ME
             WHEN I THINK OF YOU EACH DAY,
             AND IT BRINGS ME BACK TO THIS ROSE
             THAT GOES OUT TO YOU TODAY
            
             THIS ROSE IS SPECIAL AND SO  UNIQUE
             JUST LIKE THE ANGEL YOU ARE.
             YOU MAY NOT EVEN NOTICE IT
             THAT YOU SHINE JUST LIKE A STAR.
 
              
              THE THING I LIKE ABOUT YOU MOST
              IS THE THINGS I SEE INSIDE, 
              AND HOW MUCH YOU LOVE MY JESUS
              AND WILLING TO BE A GUIDE.
 
            
            LOVE IS FOUND IN MANY THINGS
            AND LOVE CAN NEVER GO WRONG
            BECAUSE IT COMES FROM JESUS
            WITH AN EVERLASTING SONG
 
          
           THIS SPECIAL CHRISTMAS ROSE I GIVE
           AS A PROMISE TO LET YOU KNOW.
           YOU ARE SO VERY SPECIAL TO ME
           AND I WILL NEVER LET YOU GO.


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Christmas Love

( CHRISTMAS LOVE )

The tree is sparkling ever so bright,
snow flakes are falling on a cold winter night...
the lights on the house are flashing as bright as can be,
celebrating the birth of Christ just you and me...
hot apple cider Christmas music on low,
sitting by the fireplace soon they'll know...

Wrapping gifts and placing them underneath the tree,
for the children to see on Christmas eve...
the children are sleeping but soon they'll hear,
the rumbling and footsteps of Santa's reindeer...
Santa is coming bringing toys their way,
smiling faces will be glowing soon today...

Christmas carolers for now are walking down the street,
from your door to mine we shall meet and greet...
love and friendships sharing along their way,
sending happiness and cheer they will say...
merry Christmas to all and have a good night,
may peace love and happiness be in your sight...

The clock strikes twelve the kids are awake,
down the stairs they run to partake...
kissing their faces and seeing them glow,
we exchange the gifts and true love does show...
on this cold winter night the love among st us,
merry Christmas and happy birthday sweet Jesus...

Written by Gregory Paul


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Regina's Christmas Surprise

I must say I am the happiest girl on the earth
because I have a guy loving me for what I’m worth.
Through my best girlfriend, he made his presence known to me.
Now I have him for my own.  Soon, we will both marry.
Now it is December, and Christmas Day will arrive.
This man I know and love makes me feel glad I’m alive!
Somehow, all those lights seem to shine with greater brilliance.
He made me come back from my troubles with resilience.
He’s just like that star at the top of my Christmas tree.
Never in my life have I ever been so happy!

This holiday would bring me a much greater surprise.
Here's Regina’s engagement ring about two-carat size.
This indicates Joe and Regina will soon marry.
She displays it proudly for both Mike and I to see.
With an embrace, I convey my congratulations.
Mike and my mother display genuine elations.
“Joe and I set the date for August,” Regina said.
“That is only three months after you and Mike are wed.
Mike, your cousin Joe is someone I truly adore.
He is the man I’m wanting with me for ever more!”
This Christmas, everything seems so much sweeter to me.
However, I can’t wait for May when I will marry!






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Christmas is in the air


Christmas is coming people are rushing around.
With joy in their heart the love shall resound.
It’s been many years since I’ve felt this way.
It has been much too long I have to say.

In this season spirits seem to uplift.
This is but one of many Christmas gifts.
If you need to find only one place to start,
Let compassion flow freely from your heart.

One simple thing and the world shall change.
The love in your heart you should never estrange.
An act of kindness to someone that’s in need,
Will grow and blossom if you plant the seed.

Maybe the fighting can stop and we will understand,
The world becomes better when we are the best we can.
Nothing could be better than peace in our time,
It starts with and act and then infects one’s mind.

Christmas is a time of peace and good will.
The miracle is before us it can happen still.
Think compassion it will spread to your heart.
The world will join together instead of falling apart.

Something is growing I can feel it right now.
If we begin to care we shall make it somehow.
It starts with you and you need just to care,
Peace to you all, Christmas is in the air.


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Christmas Trees

Christmas trees so bright and green.
Christmas trees so lively and so lovely.
I love when my christmas tree is full of life and brightly colored.
You smell so good and look wonderful.
Christmas trees christams trees how i love thee.
Christmas trees oh Christmas trees.


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THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS

    The mountains majestic 'neath the mid winter sky
there was a peace in the air for Christmas was nigh
    The valley serene as he gazed there below
and saw the sparkle of lights through the fresh 
falling snow
    He traveled alone as he had through the years
over thousands of miles through his sorrows and tears
    He was just thirty when he lost his dear wife
so tragic and and to precious young life
    Though he knew that one day that one day
that his time would come
that he would see her again and again they'd be one
    Now tomorrow was Christmas said the lights across town
and time for some rest 
to lay himself down
    The lights of a diner appeared in the night
so he let off the throttle and eased to the right
    He sensed something different as he walked through
the door
there was a peace in the air and a cloud near the door
    A silver haired sat there by himself
said the cups are up there to your right on the shelf
    He poured him a cup and sat across from the man
and noticed the scars on his hands
    He though who is this man and where is this place
why all this peace when I look on his face
    As he pondered the thought the gent spoke again
I've something to share is how he began
    I've watched you my son since I first gave you life
Know the love that you shared with your beautiful wife
    I held your heart in my hand as it shattered in two
and cried along with you when she was taken from you
    Yet I noticed you didn't put life on a shelf
for over the years you gave of yourself
     You tended the needy the sick and the lame
and though you were lonely you gave just the same
     You've shown to others what givings about
and many a time that you went without
     The spirit of giving is not in the gift
but what's in your heart when others you lift
     So humbly he listened to the words of this man
when on his right shoulder he felt a warm hand
     All the love he was feeling all the peace and the grace
were revealed in his tears as he gazed on her face
     The midnight has passed now and morning has come
for these twenty four hours you two shall be one
     Each year on this day tis what I will do
as you've given to others I give unto you.


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Christmas 365

I'm still enjoying the gift. Praise God! Christmas is not over for me. I'm still shouting 
in victory not for the gifts under the tree but due to the fact that God so loved me that gave His only begotten Son to me. Do you want to enjoy and celebrate Christmas 365 for the rest of your life? Read John 3:16. "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosever believeth in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life." God gave you a gift. God gave one to me. Did you open it, or is it still sitting there unwrapped waiting for you? I can only advise you to open it by saying this:” O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that 
trusteth in him.” God loves His children tremendously so He gave us the gift of life 
and life more abundantly by giving us His son with a mission to save us all by dying 
on the cross at Calvary. He was conceived immaculately and was born to heal the 
hearts that are torn. He lived on the planet earth and performed His first miracle at 
a wedding. And he performed many more in his life and still is right now. He knew 
His purpose He died and rose on the third day with all power of the earth and 
heaven in His hands so that you, me, your family can finally walk in destiny and live 
eternally. Yes forever be alive. I love my gift. It took me awhile to unwrap it, but as 
soon as I did my life is not the same. I’m still enjoying the gift. Christmas is not over 
for me. I’m still shouting in victory for the gifts under the tree but due to the fact 
that God so loved me that gave His only begotten Son to me. Yes He came with a 
mission for all of us to be forever alive. That is why I celebrate Christmas 365.

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosever 
believeth in Him shall not perish nut have everlasting life." John 3:16
” O taste and see that the Lord is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.” 
Psalms 34:8
“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life 
and have it abundantly.” John 10:10

wrote 12-26-10


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Blessings come in many ways

One day…
As I was getting ready to decorate for Christmas
I then remembered the so called tree I had last year
It was worse then a Charlie brown’s tree
Just a branch.. so many made fun of me
I thought hmm.. I have no money
What is the point.. of having a tree any ways
I mean really 
Jesus is the reason for the Christmas season
Its not about a tree.. or something someone gives to thee
But it is about Jesus.. so why must I have a tree.. 
Truly there is no point.. is there???
I memo.. Then I prayed to God
I said My Lord.. please tell me..
What is the point of a Christmas tree
I mean I don’t really need one.. do I..
Then came a reply…
The Tree Represent the TREE OF LIFE
The Star Represents THE BIRTH OF CHRIST
The Lights represent ALL THE SOULS WHOM FOLLOW CHRIST
The bulbs represent.. THE FRUITS OF THE SPIRIT
The Garland represents THE STRENGHT OF THE HOLY SPIRIT 
that is wrapped around you and me.. in the Tree of life 
the Tensile represents THE STREAMS OF LOVE SENT FROM ABOVE
the Presents represent.. THE GIVING OF LOVE TO ALL TO BEHOLD

I then said… My Lord if this be true.. 
Please forgive me… 
Then allow me to have the Biggest Beautifullist Tree Ever

Then the next day…
God made a way..
I was given.. A 7 in ½ foot Colorado Spruce Tree
With a Beautiful Star.. that has an Angel that was lit inside of it
As I looked I was amazed… 
Then I said Oh Lord.. Thank you.. it is Big and Beautiful..
But I have no money to buy lights ornaments’ decorations of such
But that’s alright for it is Beautiful just the way it is
Then the next day..
God made away..
I was given all the fixings for decorating the tree 
There was many.. helped partake to decorate.. 
As I see… it is Beautiful as Ever

Thank you Jesus
For have given me… 
Such a Big Beautiful Christmas Tree..
For every time I look upon this Tree
That you my Lord has Blessed me
I remember what you said
And I see Just How Much Love 
And Beauty you have for me.. 
and for many… from thee


Come to Jesus
God's Love is FAR Beyond..
Beyond anything
even this Beautiful Blessing 
of any Christmas Tree


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Mistletoe

Mistletoe

From Christmas Eve to Christmas Eve
Mistletoe magic plays its parts.
Sticky berries.  Evergreen leaves.
Decorate homes and capture hearts.

Cosseted by fresh hanging twigs.
Each house from fire protected.
The passionate young dance cute jigs.
And celebrate love connected.

Parasitic plant?  Early morn. 
Keystone ecology was set.
Nesting therein was safely born.  
Spotted owl.  Marbled Murrelet.

Mistletoe myths.  Mistaken scorn.
Traditional kisses.  Squeezed selves.
Joyful souls, uplifted, reborn.
Dreamy love lures enchanting elves. 

Hang mistletoe above your door.
Before this passing year does end.
Stay safe throughout next year and more.
Happy New Year wishes begin!
 
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    December 31, 2009

This Holiday tag about mistletoe was passed to me by Charmaine Chircop.  (Soupmail me if 
you would like to be tagged next.)  Happy New Years, Soupers.  With Love, Dane Ann


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Merry Christmas, Dad

Merry Christmas, Dad
     by Amy Swanson   


Dad,

    I always think of you
           every day...
              but holidays like this

can make it a little harder.

I hear the Christmas songs of cheer
     see the lights up in the square
           the busy murmurs of people
               shopping for their loved ones...

It seems almost perfect.

The tree, the lights,
      the gifts,
          the songs and plays
              joyful vacation days;

but something's missing.

The voice that rang throughout the house
      Christmas season
            singing triumphantly, beautifullly
                  "O Holy Night"

I still can't listen to that song
    without hearing
         your strong voice
               in my ears.

The hands that wiped my tears,
     wrapped my Christmas presents
           made his special "banana pudding recipe"
                left me letters from Santa.

Oh dad... how I miss you.

I know they say time heals
      and life goes on
          and all those other wonderful cliches
                 that people always tell you

simply because they don't know what else to say.


I will never forget you - my hero, my protector.

I speak of you often
    to my own little girl
         want her to know
              the grandpa she can't meet yet...

the grandpa who would love her so.

Dad, you are always in our hearts and minds,
     I never got to say thank you...
         for everything.
              for helping me to be

the woman I am today.

I look at my reflection in the mirror - I can also see you.
   I sing my songs - and I can also hear you.
       I laugh... and sometimes I can hear your laughter too.
           My daughter smiles at me... and you are in her smile.

I wish that you could know how much
     you've always meant to me
         and all the things that you have done
              to shape my life, so positively...

But all that I can say,
        is this:

Merry Christmas, Dad.

I love you.


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just another day, but merry christmas

In the future but always have my past present
You’re comparing new gifts to past presents
Thinking to when my family were last present
Never spent 1 Christmas with my family during my childhood
Was in foster care surrounded by strangers
I apologise I don’t look at Christmas with love
And feel so much pain and anger
How can you blame me because I don’t think like you?
I’m teetotal won’t have a drink with you
I don’t come from the same loving family background
Don’t even know where my family are at now
Dad dead, mom alcoholic, sis and bro addicted to heroin
It may sound like I don’t care for them
But they ignore me 364 days of the year
Don’t want a 5 min call on the 25th pretending they care
Asking me why I never go there
Begging me for money to feed their habits
I’ll watch only fools and horses and ignore the madness
You’re all hoping there’s cash inside a card
Will the thoughts of happiness last inside your heart?
Will you call these people will they be in your thoughts?
Or is your happiness for a few hours being brought?
Until you get a present you like more
And you no longer cared about the one you liked before
The stupid part is people putting decorations up in august
I’m dating a girl who’s gorgeous
I’ll buy her everything she needs
I want her to have a good time
But baby don’t buy me gifts please
I’ll take care of your wishes if you take care of mine
It’s not my time of the year I feel no different
It’s just another day to me but merry Christmas 


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Crown



_____________________________________ in Christ we rejoice with thanksgiving we lift our hands skyward - chanting..... a gift of Christmas of simple words and Psalms of His Great Love - Our King..... _______________+++__________________


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OH MY PRETTY LITTLE ELFIN FACED GIRL PART TWO

Oh my pretty little elfin faced girl
In green woolly tights and pixie shoes
Please notice me beneath the mistletoe
And kiss away my Christmas blues

Oh my pretty little elfin faced girl
I wish you would grant my Christmas wish
But it appears that I wish in vain
For you don’t even know that I exist

So I stand alone with my Christmas punch
Looking out at the fresh fallen snow
When I see your elfin face smile at me
And you’re holding a sprig of mistletoe


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'Twas The Day Before Christmas Eve

‘Twas the day before Christmas eve
We gathered at the church
All sat transfixed
Not even a lurch

The preacher was ‘hot’
And spoke of the stress
He wanted the people 
To hear and be blessed

“We have to remember 
What Christmas is about
The birth of our Savior”
Then someone did shout!

It’s not about the gifts
‘Though we should always be a giver
It’s about He who came
Bringing Life from ‘The River’

Now what is the reason
If just a ‘holiday’ is this
Without the birth of Jesus
Another meaning is a miss

So if you’ve given in
To the hustle and bustle
And can’t find rest
Because of the tussle

Just think on these things
That Jesus was born
Remembering why
We celebrate Christmas morn

He came to bring peace
Give us access to heaven
All should honor Jesus 
On this day given

So there’s hope for the world
To all who believe
In Him you’ll find rest
Just ask and receive


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If There Was NO Christmas


What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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Amen, Good Times

Her special month is November,
 My special month is December, 
Gather around the fireplace,
 look at the burning ember
 My special time to remember,
 Listen to the wind chimes,
 These are my good times,
 Hear my voice,
 Please feel rejoice.
 Amen.
 No time for depression,
 Time for love and affection,
 Streets filled with snow,
 We're under the misltoe,
 There we had our first kiss,
 I've never felt so much bliss,
 Listen to the wind chimes,
 These are my good times,
 Hear my voice,
 Please feel rejoice. 
Amen.
 Its time for joy,
 Kids playing with their favorite toy, 
Gathering around the Christmas tree,
 Always something jolly to see,
 Looking back at the year,
 Not a single tear,
 Flying reindeer, 
Doing the shopping at the mall,
 Merry Christmas to all,
 Listen to the wind chimes, 
These are my good times,
 Hear my voice,
 Please feel rejoice. 
Amen. 
We're coming home,
 As a kid thats all we've known,
 Our homecoming,
 Our family singing,
 We're coming home again,
 Celebration with our children,
 We're coming home again,
 Bringing our souls closer to Heaven.


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Under The Mistletoe (Adult Content)

As the Temptations "Silent Night" plays on the stereo
       I pull you close, Kiss your nose under the mistletoe....

       We sit by the warm cozy fireplace.  I listen to you talk and stare at your gorgeous face.  
A pallet on the floor, you lift your glass for me to pour.  A bottle of Chardonnay from 
Singapore.
       A romantic evening by the fire with sensual conversation.  You see in my eyes my 
appreciation.  I lean into you smelling sweet champagne.  Your eye contact is driving me 
insane.
       I know you can hear the thumping of my racing heart.  Our lips hover just a fraction of 
an inch apart.  Damn I'm proud to have you as my lady.
       Softly you say "What cha want for Christmas baby?"  The perfect Christmas gift for 
me?  How bout you naked under my Christmas tree?  Or you wearing only a big red bow!  
And so under these Christmas lights making passionate love beneath the mistletoe.  You 
already know my M.O.  You whimpering, gasping in my ear to go slow.  Moving, grinding, in 
and out of your halo.  Wow you leave my heart aglow.  So beautiful you are like works of 
Van Gogh!
       This Christmas we will make "Christmas Carols" under the mistletoe!!!


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MEMORIES

Another Christmas approaching without you by my side 
Each passing one it gets better since the year you died
Not one passes without your memory coming in to play 
As one tear is shed as i awake Christmas day
I don't think there will be any ever quite the same 
Without your eyes for me to see or your voice calling my name
But as i awake Christmas day the memories will be there to greet me 
I will take all those cherished moments as i sit by the tree 
The boys will tare the paper open as they laugh and play
Your memory stays with us another Christmas day




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Christmas Morning (A New Leaf in Life?)

You’re like Christmas morning when I was four
I’m wide awake and can’t sleep 
I’m filled with excitement and cannot wait to hear from you again
Each minute has been an eternity since we last spoke
What awaits with morning’s light?
Nobody really knows
We’ll just see how everything goes
I pray it turns out alright
This experiment is cause for merriment
Will more follow? 
We’ll see
As for now, like Christmas morning,
I am filled with uncertainty,
but most of all,
an unprecedented ecstasy


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CHRISTMAS CAROLE

My feelings and emotions,
Long since repressed,
Stirred from their slumber 
Feelings I thought had long passed
Were awakened like a sleeping giant
Reappearing like long lost friends
Out of the blue and so unexpected
And Carole was the reason
We met by chance
A week or so before Christmas
In a crowded book shop
Amidst the throng of Christmas shoppers
We simultaneously emerged at the checkout
Both clutching a copy of the same book
The dickens classic
“A Christmas Carol”
Spotting each others proposed purchases
We both smiled
And as far as we could see
We were the only people smiling
Surrounded as we were
By a multitude of the disgruntled
I found myself suggesting coffee
And was pleasantly surprised to here her accept
Following that first chance meeting
We quickly became inseparable
We would sit and talk for hours
About everything and nothing
As we’d sit by the cosy fireside
We would share long walks in the country
And afternoons watching old movies
It soon became obvious
We had both found that elusive something
That had been just out of reach
Just over the next hill
We had found our soul mates
Now we share everything
She was the Christmas gift
I had been waiting for all my life
My very own Christmas cracker
My very own Christmas Carole


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My Greetings To You All

To all friends upon this site I write this poem for you.
Down through the years you have held me up and
has helped me to make it through.
You've laughed with me and cried with me
Even taught me how to write.
When my days were looking grim, you made them look so bright.

To write your names one by one I know I would leave one out.
So I send this message to all of my friends-I love you all without a doubt.
May your Christmas be very happy and cheerful as it can be.
And May the New Year bring joy and peace,
and our love draw closer indeed.

Merry Christmas to All and May You All Have a Prosperous New Year.


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Once Upon A Christmas

I stand at the window and watch the snow fall 
It's been two hours since Billy left 
The wind has built, a blizzard set in 
And I can't put my mind at rest. 

The snow has drifted blocking the road he took 
But he knows his job, the cattle must be watered and fed 
And hay for the baby calves to bed. 
"I'll be all right," he said. 

There is no school it is Christmas vacation 
The radio predicted conditions to worsen. 
With his family save and warm 
He then sets about caring for those out in the storm. 

TV and presents keep the children entertained 
While I my hair do pull. 
Dinner is ready and still Billys not home 
And with questions like "When's daddy coming home? 
And "Can I go out and play in the snow?" 

It is hard for them to understand 
It isn't just a snow fall, the danger is far to grave 
Wander to far and they could be lost 
And in turn perhaps lose their lives. 

Two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock came 
Finally Billy comes through the door 
Wet, exhausted and frozen to the bone 
He removed his outer garments and collapsed on the chair. 

As he ate the children came 
Excited to have daddy home 
Satisfied he was safe and sound 
They went back to their TV and games. 

Chore time came and the blizzard ruled 
I offered to do my share 
He smiled and said, "Everything's fine. 
Just the cow to milk and the pigs to feed 
And I'll be right back inside. " 

I put on my coat took shovel in hand 
And worked at clearing the path. 
In an hour it would be covered again 
But I needed to have some fresh air. 

All were in bed, the Christmas tree bright 
The Nativity set caught my eye 
Tenderly I picked up the manger, bow my head and say 
"Thank You Baby Jesus and Happy Birthday."

                                                                Cile Beer


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Spending Christmas All Alone

Spending Christmas all alone,
not even a ringing of the phone.
No knock on the door,
No one to share this with no more.
How can this be,
when last year she was with me.
What did I do,
to make this Christmas blue.
The tree is lit and the fire is hot,
the memories is all I got.
The hot coco is sweet,
the presents are wrapped very neat.
I am sitting here waiting for a call,
but what did I do, I can't recall.
Did I say something wrong,
or did I put something where it did not belong.
I wish you would come back to me,
thats what I want for christmas, you see.
No present can take your place,
no money can make our love erase.
Please come home and spend Christmas with me,
the door will be unlock and I'll be waiting by the tree.
If midnight comes and I hear no phone,
I will be spending Christmas all alone.


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Christmas Pleasant

Christmas Pleasant By Rick Rucker It seems I’ll have a Christmas pleasant, I’ve found the perfect Christmas present: Not too tall, awfully sweet, Lovely, from head to feet! Has been burned in the past, Looking for a Love to last. She thought that Love was just a myth, That she would not find one to be with. We responded to an ad, I thought I had made the first date bad, When I asked her out again, She said “Yes,” I said “Amen!” I have all that I could wish, A thinking woman, who’s a “dish.” It took a while to win her heart, Now, we long to not be apart. We’re making plans to blend our lives, To live together, to see if Love thrives. I will gladly take the time To show her that I’m So in love that there’s no doubt Her Love is all I care about! If Santa will but grant my wish, And present me with the “dish.” She is all I wish to see, Unwrapped under my Christmas tree!


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Merry Christmas in This Recession

Merry Christmas to all of you,
I hope that you enjoy your family,
Even if you can’t buy your kids any toys.
The real reason for the season  should stand clear,
Especially this year that we are in a recession.
It is a vast blessing that we are here,
Whether we are employed or not,
Whether we are far from friends or near.

Jesus is the reason  why wee are here,
And it is a great thing to celebrate his birth,
Because he is worth more than anything we can buy.
So this Christmas look into the sky to give the big guy,
Not Santa Claus, praise for His first day of life.
Husbands’ mega love your wives.
Mom’s and dad’s ultra cherish your kids,
And let them know whose birthday it is.

I don’t have much this year,
But I will still spread cheer.
To be here it is more than a blessing
Merry Christmas to you in this recession.


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Christmas In A Stocking

I look up at the mantelpiece
Where hang the Christmas stockings. 
Red, blue, green and yellow socks
For Mom’s little darlings.
I wonder what is held inside
Each foot that is bulging?
I sure hope they’re full of chocolates
And some candy for grazing.

I really love Christmas time
And see those stockings in a row.
I love to guess what’s in my one
That’s hanging a bit below.
It feels like something hard,
But I know I shouldn’t touch.
I’m just a child being tempted
Whilst  I’m waiting for my lunch.

Is Christmas really in a stocking,
Or is it beneath a Christmas tree?
Where did Christmas come from?
It’s a good idea for me!
When my Mom says I’ve behaved,
I get lots of presents under the tree.
But the best of Christmas is in my stocking
With special gifts of importance to me.

Maureen LeFanue 
Christmas Stockieng Tribut


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Season miracle

Okay so here we are again the holiday season upon us approaching and an end to another 
year
Most people are happy and children filled with such Christmas cheer
For me in my present times my emotions for the season just can't be sincere
My kids are so far out of state and they won't be here
The man I'm deeply in love with isn't near
While most are hungry for a traditional Christmas dinner and pumpkin pie
I'm here forcing myself not to and will not allow myself to cry
It's his eyes that I need to gaze so lovingly into, that is for what I'm famished
The years apart and the miles between us never caused our love in any way to diminish
Holding my kids tightly is something I miss so much
Oh how I wish they were here so I could see their sweet smiling faces and such
All I see upon closing my eyes is my reaching out to them, and them reaching back to me, I 
long so badly for each and everyone of their touch
So while people are listening to the church bells ringing
Carolers that go door to door with their Christmas songs that they will be singing
And to the New Year everyone soon will be in their homes and hearts bringing
I'll be right here wishing on a miracle or two
It could happen you know and something good is just bound to happen soon
I keep my faith, and I open my heart, soul, and mind up and try very hard everyday in 
every way to keep right on pushing through
I want to wish a Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Seasons Greetings, and a very Happy 
New Year to all of you
God Bless each and everyone may all your dreams come true


Details | Cinqku | |

Sequence

Christmas
Happens by
Only one day
To say I Love You so
Jesus

Jesus
Birth announced
From the Bible
Revealing real, true love
To you



Dr.Ram Mehta's Cinqku Poem Poetry Contest on the theme of the Holidays
Written on November 7, 2014


Details | Elegy | |

Merry Christmas to Heaven

As we gather around at this time of the year
It makes us wish even more that you were here
We will never grow accustom to life without you
We know that you are peaceful now
Walking streets of gold
Holding hands with the angels
And never growing old
That doesn’t change the void we feel
Opening up the presents
And sitting down for a meal
With each light on the tree that twinkles
We feel that you are close
Wishing we had the time to say that we loved you the most
Now we will share each moment in memory of you
Merry Christmas to Heaven
Merry Christmas to You


Details | Elegy | |

Christmas wish for momma

Don’t cry my very own little ones

I assure you I’ll be alright

For tonight I’m gone to visit Jesus

For Upon you I shall shine a light

Maybe within the big bright sun

Or maybe the twinkling of a star

But may you find the comfort in light 

Of knowing from you I’m never far.

I’m on the glistening green grass

Within the bright morning dew

I’m in the warm breeze a blowing

Blowing my kisses right to you.

I’m in the soft gentle rain

That falls upon your face

I’m in those pure white blankets of snow

Holding you in my embrace.

I’m in the moon that shines so bright

On your darkest nights

I’m always in that great big blue sky

To show you your guiding light.

 So never feel you are all alone

Or you never have a friend 

Because I’ll always be right beside you

From now and all throughout the end.

I’m everywhere you go

And in everything you do

I’m in your heart and in your soul

For my love will always follows you.

The little girl watched with boundless tears

As her angel slowly faded away

“Merry Christmas Momma,” the little girl said

“I’ll see you on Christmas day.” 


Details | Narrative | |

Senior Days

My senior retirement was the completion of a phase in my life,
I discovered my love for writing.

My poems would appear in anthologies,
There for someone else's pleasure.

I would achieve heights difficult to comprehend,
Reaching the William Shakespeare level.

To publish books, a dream come true,
I would invite relatives and friends to read about my experiences.

Knowing I have had very fulfilling chapters in my life,
To continue to discover my love for playing the piano.

My parents' lessons at the Royal Conservatory,
Appreciated at a senior level at teas.

With a repertoire of church,classical,contemporary,popular,and Christmas music,
I would continue to discover crafts, like knitting and making necklaces.

Participated in bazaars and craft sales,
Socially church and choir guested.

To be complimented by good neighbours,
The blessings of being involved with our very own Christmas Choir.

Which sang beautifully complimented with tea and cookies,
I became a hostess with excellence.

Blessed with days with my handsome and beautiful relatives,
Dinning together with exempliary reunions.

A love for fashions as a senior guested,
Beautiful walks along the conservation area.

Slimness is next to Godliness,
Being senior continues to be an excellent passage to tomorrow.

Author Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Verse | |

Christmas Stars

Snow fell down one starless night
From out the plume of lonely clouds,
To decorate the land with white,
Adorn the hills with pallid shrouds.

The eyes that gleamed behind the glass
Watched the weather rage outside,
Saw the darkness come to pass,
Filled with wonder, saucer wide.

Then from the ether, from the swirl,
Through a split in clouded night,
A silver shaft impaled the world,
And lit the earth with vibrant light.

Upon the eve before the day
Iconic magic rose and shone,
At once the darkness cast away,
A Christmas star to wish upon.

In modern times of strife and war,
When hatred reigns a harsh regime,
It ill behoves us to deny
Our children of a better dream.

So on the eve before the day,
Make the demon year be gone,
And teach them of a better way,
Of Christmas stars to wish upon.


Details | Rhyme | |

Santa's Take

What a special time of year....
 I,Santa and my minion of elves
making a gazillion toys for all
the giddy girls and boys.

Just what are some of the things they
will find under the tree? Let's see !!

Colorful cars that go vroom vroom
and twin engine planes that zoom.
Remote control trucks that 
tumble around the room.Oh these
things simply can't come too soon!

There's the cute little doll house
with a canary canopy and the stocking 
stuffed to the brim with sugar coated candy.
Oh my, what about the indestructable 
tank with the turret that pivots or the
tried and true toolset equipped with 
screwdrivers, pliers, hammer
and yes, even a rack of rivets.

I almost forgot about the long-legged dolls
with their fancy silk sweaters and dresses.
Oh how  girls love those that talk or cry,
or ..... yes, even make little messes.

Then there  are teddy bears,dolphins,
monkeys, ...stuffed animals of all kinds.
Oh, is it possible for the youngsters
to get these tantalizing toys out of their minds?

Chutes and Ladders,Candyland, Twister,
Guess Who, a smorgasboard of board games.
Oh yes, after this Christmas Day, 
nothing could ever be the same.

Then there are cd's, dvd's,mp3s
you name it, even cell phones to call.
And no, that's certainly not all.
Catchers mitts, frisbees,yo-yo's or 
better yet, a new leather basketball.

Robots, Light Bright,Spirograph,
we are busy making toys for tots.
And I don't think I need to tell you
No matter how you slice it... there's alot.

But I'm running out of time here  you see
and there's no limit to what 
can be found underneath the tree.
Every year Christmas provides a new story.

I know I hold a special place in 
the hearts of people both young and old.
But I will be the first to admit
Christmas is not about me or what's
under the tree, but might I be so bold

as to say we must not forget that the real
Christmas story is all about love.
It starts and ends with  the gift of Jesus
sent to us from His Father above.

For without that very "special delivery"
Christmas Day we wouldn't even celebrate.
No, as a matter of fact, December 25th
would simply be just an ordinary date.





Details | Light Poetry | |

grandmother

Grandmother

Remember my grand mother
Use to sit in the gallery
And what ever she wanted 
Use to call my brothers or me

She was born deformed
But she never let it get her way
She would be walking with her stick
Going to make her garden everyday

She had the biggest garden
In the whole of ste Madeleine
With tomato, corn, peas, peppers,
Its how many of her days was spend

She would always be doing something
She just could not sit down 
If she’s not with the chickens
 She’s sewing and singing old Hindi songs

Many times we sit around her 
She would tell us many stories
Of fairy tales and legends
Full of so many mysteries

And when there is a wedding
They would come for her on Saturday nights
She would sing with the drums and danthal
She was always the star in the spot lights

With small branches and nylon rope
She would make a Christmas tree
And when she was finish with it
Was the best you could ever see?

She liked to buy the blow up animals
And for Christmas put all in the gallery
Our gallery use to be so decorated
Can still see it in my mind so clearly


 I wish I had talk to her more
There was so much I would have like to know
About her mother and father, brothers and sisters
But you only think about after the time past and go
Remember she use to say
Her big brother use carry her when she small
And while the others children use to be playing
He would not leave her alone at all

And how her mother was very beautiful
And her father use to protect her like gold
So many great history and memories
Is now silence never to be told?

If you have a grandmother 
Just look how she’s finding things to do
To bring joy and happiness everyday
To show the love she has for you

When we are young we just don’t see it
Of all the history unfolding before our eyes
And we never really realize it
Until many years after our grandparents dies
 
A young girl will go thru the stages of life
Then become a woman with a family to
Then one day hear the words grandma
And when you look, they will be talking to you

Go to your grandmother reach out a hand
Tell her how she is precious and dear
Tell her you love her so she will understand
Because one day you could, wake and she will not be there


Details | I do not know? | |

CHRISTMAS EVE

We sit beside the hearth,
Just Evelyn and I
Logs crackling in the grate
Flames are burning bright

Just the two of us 
Alone in the fire side glow
Sitting in cosy comfort
Warm from head to toe

It was a year ago we met
On a very different night
When I first saw her face
In the soft glow of candle light

It was last Christmas Eve 
When I first saw her
It was at midnight mass
And she was singing in the choir

She will be singing Carols
Again this Christmas Eve
We will have to stir ourselves
It’s almost time to leave

But before we leave the cosy scene
I have something to ask
But I’m a little bit scared
As I set about my task

This year has been so special
With her sharing my life
That I want Evelyn to marry me
I want her to be my wife

So as we sit beside the hearth,
Just Evelyn and I
Logs crackling in the grate
Flames burning bright

I pray that when I ask her
I get the response I dare not believe
And she will answered yes
And be MY Christmas Eve


Details | Verse | |

The Nihilist - Five: Dog-Tired Days

Parallel went the universe someplace along the line
When autumn French-kissed winter with tongues of leaf and ice;
The lamp-posts dripped drab amber with a dark and dreary shine,
A devil's brew of garnished sleet, elemental egg-fried rice.
Night caved long and colder as day fell short, sedate,
And I felt somewhat older, in my heart a dying spark;
Crying out for love rekindling to alleviate the fate
Of departing in pitch-blackness and returning in the dark.
Tedious treadmill grinding as the Christmas pines were sawn,
Down in the valley decorations sagged and popped and spat;
Sizzling bulbs of neon death, ramshackle and forlorn,
Greeting cards from no one close had piled up on the mat.
My eyes blurred red and jaundiced in a fiery bourbon haze,
Well-past midnight I still sit and hungrily imbibe;
Toasting all the ghosts I knew throughout my dog-tired days,
On glitzy wrapping clawed the wishes I wished to inscribe.
Never has the relevance of nothing meant so much,
The face of unrequited love recedes in mist and snow;
The angels on the Christmas tree bestow no healing touch,
Pull up the covers, settle down, there's nowhere left to go…


Details | I do not know? | |

parted

i remember the day so clearly
just like it was yesterday
i couldn't believe what was happening
they'd come to take you away
i had no say in the matter
their actions were already planned
i'm told to pack some of your things
and just throw them in a bag
i asked what was the hurry
we were in the middle of tea
but they never gave a bloody damn
that's the way it had to be
i packed a few of your best toys
and folded you some clothes
the anger that i felt that day
was gradually begginning to show
they were ready to arrest me
they knew i might get mad
it took them a while to calm me down
things were starting to look bad
i didn't know what i was thinking
or what was going on
my mind was full of questions
asking what had i done wrong
they began to put you in the car
the heavens let out the rain
then i held you in my arms
that's when i began to feel the pain
i'll never forget your faces
as we waved our sad goodbyes
what the hell were you thinking
when the tears blurred your eyes
i wanted to say i was sorry
but then it was far too late
i'm begging you not to blame me
or me that you decide to hate
do you remember when i could visit
in a family centre somewhere
but all that we could think about
was how it was unfair
well i went to court many times
to try and get you back
my god that was a nightmare
confidence is what i lacked
when you came out of foster care
and moved in with my mum
things got a little better
but another nightmare had begun
i was given certain times
and wasn't allowed to stay
the evenings when i had to leave
i'd only hope and pray
that you did truly love me
i'd sit at home alone
i knew that you were near by
and i could just pick up the phone
but the pain it got too much for me
as it did for i'm sure
but on that christmas eve you came home
not wanting anything more
well that was the best christmas ever
i was feeling alot more strong
my flesh and blood united
to correct so many wrongs
although it felt so strange 
a new life for us had started
being a loving family again
never looking back on the day we were parted


Details | Free verse | |

OLD BEANS


OLD BEANS 

Differences make strang bedfellows ewe listen to the mee old bean old bean 
rhymes with caviar behind the bar the windows closed the lights are low no one 
is bandying about the place just mee and ewe and no disgrace in love and 
kisses sweeter two of them are mine one of them for ewe so sweetly planted by 
the ewe on hands so roughened by the tasks of mee and used just to survive for 
ewe the one eye have for ewe is Christmas wine so sweetly given and will last a 
Christmas missing as eye rhyme a thought for ewe 
OLD BEANS 
Green Bean Old Bean Old Man 
Lima Bean Young Bean Old Woman 
Can beans Gone Beans Young Love 
Love Beans Kiss Beans We Beans 
Heart Beans Heart Beans Love 
This is Christmas Poem for my Flower done. 
 
           
 
 
 OLD BEANS 
 


Details | Ballad | |

A HEARTSTONE CHRISTMAS EVE

In the Great Hall
A gem glowed
Softly
Within its' heart
Much love flowed
 
So many....
Have come so far...
On Christmas Eve
On a clear night
By the light of the stars
 
A trail lit by stars
That swirled above
That swirled below
Soft light
Faerie love
Faerie glow
 
The turrets and spires
Pierced the night sky
Reflected light
Of stars
Of Faeries
Of love
For you and I
 
It was Christmas Eve
At Castle Heartstone
The soft light
That lay in your heart
That lay in a gem
Glowed
Let the magic weave
Love and stars
On this night


Details | I do not know? | |

A Mothers Cherished Christmas Gift

My dear children
Another Christmas has come,
I hope you understand,
Fancy things I cannot give to thee
For our trials are many and riches we lack
My heart is sad and my tears are silent,
I cannot give to thee thy hearts desire.
When you, my children were but tots,
A simple box brought smiles and joy
As you grew a few years more,
Simple treasures you would adore.
Now my dear children you have grown,
As well as our trials and despairs
Now I find it harder
To give to thee what thy heart desires.
I pray that you understand
That I only have one gift for thee,
A cherished Christmas gift,
Filled with love and joy,
Comfort and peace,
Goodness and kindness,
For these things are guaranteed
Paid for and free.
You see, Jesus our Savior gave these gifts to me
Now I give these gifts to thee,
And if accepted and cherished,
Will give thee what thy heart desires.
Merry Christmas my dear children
I love you!


Details | Rhyme | |

New Years Day

Upon awaking this new years day
To think about your face, I, a different way
For within that moment I had riddled some sense
From my body which began to tense
As to hold my mind at bay
I might compare the’ to midsummer’s day
But I with fear rebuke
Dare not repeat Shakespeare’s fluke
So shall I compare to you instead, a season
And to Christmas in this reason
While your skin looks not like snow
But rather a chestnut beside a fire’s glow
And your hair upon light shines bright
Reflects snow whisking through this night
Alas these bodily beauties do the’ justice not
For to Hallmark Christmas I compare the’ not
But rather your spirit of which I speak
That embodies Christmas every week
A gentleness upon your finger’s tips
That forever echoes from your lips
With sincerity in thy acts
A potent remedy, for this world lacks
From battlefields to warring grounds a stronger heart could not be found
In deepest pain or conflict bound your voice speaks out, no harmful sound
With eagerness your mind immerse
To every art form, its joyful verse
And with said joy does come a smile
That in the coldest hearts affection riles 
So it is upon this new years day
That by your side I long to lay


Details | I do not know? | |

CHRISTMAS PERFECTION

I found the perfect Christmas gift
And that’s what I’m unwrapping 
She’s five foot two, eyes of blue
Slender, tender, figuratively cracking

So it’s a happy Christmas to me
For a very obvious reason
I’ve found myself the perfect gift
That I will enjoy all of the season


Details | I do not know? | |

Still your not here

 It’s Valentines Day full of cards and kisses
Wish you were here covers all of my wishes
     
Easter is here and were celebrating our lord
Each day that passes I miss you even more
    
 It’s been seven years today since we said, “I do”
It seems longer than that since I last held you
    
 We all gather together for the birth of our land
It’s the Fourth of July and your not here as we planned
    
 It’s your birthday today marking 34 years
When I think of you celebrating alone, it brings me to tears
     
Now it’s thanksgiving and the families all here
The rooms filled with spirit and still your not here
    
Out of habit I set a place at the tables head
The kids leave it and “Soon Mom” is all that was said
   
 Santa is coming and kids are full of cheer
I try to keep smiling even though you are not here
     
Pictures with Santa and the lighting of the tree
Smiles on Christmas morning I wish you could see
     
We gather to wish good tidings to all
I sit and wait by the phone thinking maybe you’d call
     
You have missed a great deal in the year you’ve been gone
Jason had a great time at his junior prom
    
 Katie turned seven and Chrissie turned two
For all their birthday wishes- they just wished for you
     
At night we all get tucked into bed
We snuggle up close and then bow our heads
    
 Dear Lord please keep special watch over our Dad
If anything happens to him we’ll be so sad
    
 He’s over helping the other country grow
Doing his job as you already know
    
 He’s helping other little boys and girls
Opening their eyes to a whole new world
     
We are so proud of him and hold our heads high
But each night we hear mommy lay there and cry
     
We all miss him more than you know
Yet during the day we don’t let it show
     
We have to be strong and keep the faith
That soon he’ll be home with us and be safe
     
We are proud to hang that flag up high
We are all so full of American pride
    
 We pray for all the soldiers’ safe return home
We pray that there are no more families left alone
     
Dear God for this Christmas please hear us pray
Bring our soldiers home where they belong, where they’ll stay


Details | Ballade | |

A Christmas Prayer

Look down upon us Lord,
as we celebrate your birth;
help us to faithfully reflect
upon Your life and its great worth.
You are our hope,
our joy and our peace;
this Christmas time,
may your love find release.

A world more troubled
than ever before
needs your love to be felt
instead of heartache and war.
We pray this Christmas
for your presence dear;
to fill each home
with your love and good cheer.

Gift us faith so strong
to believe things unseen;
hope for salvation
of hearts made ever keen
 to share the gospel
of your love divine,
so that hearts the world ‘round
will become entwined.

We give thanks for your blessings
that all year have abound,
and thank you for your love gifts, 
showered amongst us all around.
May your peace and joy
touch the hearts of all men
at this Christmas time—
Hallelujah, Amen.

Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2008-2011
www.godsgreetings.org


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Real house wife at Christmas

       Real house wife at Christmas 
Another Christmas is around the 
Corner
Here she goes with her plans again
The saving all those while
  now speaks
As boxes of gifts keep showing up
Oh Adele 

Real house wife at Christmas 
Adele is a wife
A working class lady
Adele Cook not but only 
At Christmas 
As one is around the corner
Hmmmm......, happy he hope 
To enjoy a real house wife 
For a day 

Real house wife at Christmas
Like every Xmas 
The house is all clean
The Christmas decorations 
is at it best
As Christmas tree
Is surrounded by gifts
All done by Adele 
she cooks in kitchen
While her husband and kids 
just sit and watch movies
She want it so at Christmas 
He must do nothing but enjoy
The day was Adele goal all Christmas 
Oh Adele 
A real wife at Christmas 

Real house wife at Christmas
Is another Xmas to come 
Now she preparing for the 
Day again 
When all it take to make Christmas
A Wonderful one 
is done only by her
No house help on Christmas
No cleaners on adele Christmas 
No babysitter 
All done as a wife by Adele
As is only on 25th December 
Adele choice to be a
Real house wife at Christmas 


Details | Rhyme | |

Once Upon A Time World

Inspired by Christy Hardy. (For the title)

That world,
So sweet with wonder,
Candyland to all hearts,
Was it real, I wonder?
Or only certain parts?

The child at Christmas,
Saucer sized eyes
Of anticipation...
Mother baking Christmas cookies...
Tinsel on the sweet smelling tree,

Did this really happen?
Happen to you or me?
Or did Daddy come home,
Drunk and surly,
Drank up his Christmas bonus,

Christmas was now doomed,
To Mother was left the onus,
To save what she could
Of this most precious holiday,
And at this she was so good...

Children are pliable,
They are always learning
By what they see about them,
Mother's Love would always
Save the day,
She shouldered her burdens well,
Or so it seemed to us children,
Cause she would never tell,

But now I wonder how many nights
She cried soft tears,
As her drunken mate snored on
She fought our fight,
She earned our love,
But now, dear Mom, is gone.


Details | I do not know? | |

Christmas...

Christmas season is here again
A season that calls for celebration
A time set aside to remember the birth of the king of kings
Let us go into this season with our hearts full of praises
As we give our Christmas gifts of golds, myrrhs and frankincenses to our king
While our houses are decorated with Christmas signatures, our Christmas decorations
What a season to share, love and re-activate the significance of the birth of the king
A time and period to remember
A season that caresses with joy and happiness leaving pain and sadness without attention
A season where the Christmas lights glow-shinning brighter than ever before
The Christmas bells jingle as the people sing aloud Christmas carols and mingle
Hearts are full of praises, excitement fills the air
Angels ascend and descend with gifts as we proceed into a new year
The snowman resurfaces not wanting-unwilling to miss out of this joyful Christmas season
Christmas hampers fill every home, indeed Christmas season leaves us with a feeling of
joyful happiness to behold
The mistletoe sprouts curling its way around homes     
Christmas trees emerge in every home as snowflakes descend
Christmas cards are delivered to spread the love and celebration across every home, town,
street, city, community, continent, region, and world
The sounds of Christmas carols soar into the clouds, echoing into the membranes of the earth
The Candle lights shine bright in this Christmas season
Christmas eases the pain of January to November
With the Christmas bells “gingling”
We make Christmas wishes and hope Santa delivers our Christmas gifts
Can you hear the Christmas carols setting the template for the Christmas feeling ?
An indeed reuniting season
Christmas hampers and gifts go round every family
Christmas candles light the world
“Oh Christmas tree” sings the Christmas trees
Jiggle your Christmas bells aloud and let the Christmas cards and pictures give us
memories of the lovely and beautiful Christmas moments we shared.



Details | Narrative | |

Merry Christmas

 

The tree is made of mostly plastic and metal,
   With blinking lights above its plastic pedestal.
With ornaments of wood, plastic and glass,
   Decorate its branches amass.
A star that twinkles like the one in the sky above,
   Placed gently atop my tree with love.
With presents lying neath its outward branches,
   And children’s imagination as to what are the chances.
They weigh the boxes and gently shake them too,
   Hoping upon hope to just get a clue.
As wrapping paper gets slightly torn, accidental for sure,
   The children look so innocent and pure.
A gift is a gift no matter the price,
   If given from the heart it has to be nice.
With family and friends we gather around,
   This decorated tree where our love will be found.
Before presents are passed out we say a little prayer,
   And thank our Lord and Savior for the love that He shares.
Happy Birthday baby Jesus I heard someone say,
   You are the reason we celebrate Christmas Day.
May peace and joy and love fill your lives on this Holy day,
   And continue to guide you and show you the way!
Merry CHRISTmas to all, it came from a manger filled with hay,
   And gave His life’s blood so we all could receive the Kingdom one day.
Merry Christmas….


Details | Rhyme | |

Daddy's Favorite Treat

Chocolate Covered Cherries are a favorite treat
He loves to nibble and munch on them until his stomach is complete
Even though they have lots of sugar and are not healthy at all
Daddy can’t eat only one; they are just too good to stall
Even when he cannot stall and wants to eat every one
He will always be nice enough to give his family some
Chocolate Covered Cherries are a favorite treat
If Daddy didn’t get them, Christmas wouldn’t be complete
The joy of Christmas is making people feel very merry
With simple things like giving Daddy a Chocolate Covered Cherry


Details | Free verse | |

Peace on Earth

When Christmas 
sends peace on Earth,
it must stay here for ever,
because this love comes from the stars.

I wish days like Christmas 
will stay on Earth and never go,
with the bird's song on the snow
while heaven sends its own music.

Laughter and million lights,
like the rays of the star,
like the angel's song
like the wind's soft whisper.

This is Christmas, this is peace,
this is love in our hearts;
for the rich, for poor, for young and old,
God's treasure will open.-


Details | I do not know? | |

I hate Christmas

(This is a fictional poem)

Most people love Christmas but I don't.
People tell me that I should learn to love Christmas again but I won't.
Something tragic happened on Christmas day.
My life was ruined when my family was violently taken away.
Three robbers broke in my house and killed my wife and daughter.
A gun was aimed at my head while I watched them get slaughtered.
They stole our valuables and then shot me with one of their guns.
They left right after shooting me and I called 911.
I was rushed to the hospital and I'm still alive.
But my heart is broken because my family didn't survive.
My life was destroyed and I live in hell because of this nightmare.
They finally caught those men and I hope they get the chair.
I have something to say and I'm sure that you'll agree.
If you have a family, you're better off than me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Jesus and the angels

Two days before Christmas Eve in New York City.
A little girl named Hope had the heart of a giant at the age of seven years old.
Hope and her loving parents where all together decorating the Christmas tree.
Hope asked her mother, “Mommy will I ever see Jesus and all the angels”.
“One day when it’s your time”, said her mother.
“It would be nice to visit grandma again”, said Hope.
Her mother told her, “You know she’s always looking down on you”. 
“Really”, she asked her father with a big smile.
That night Hope woke up with a stomach ache.
“Daddy, daddy my tummy is hurting again”, Hope cried to her father.
He told her, “Alright let’s get some medicine from the cabinets”.

A little while later Hope got really sick. 
She was taken to the nearest hospital.
The doctors couldn’t figure out what was wrong.
Running tests over and over.
Still nothing showed up on the screen until they x-rayed on her stomach.
Finally an answer was found, but a cure was not.
It was all too late for little Hope.
She had developed cancer and it was on the final stage.

Any moment would be time for her to go.
Her parents cried in deep sorrow, thinking how to tell their child that she’s going to 
die.
Hope’s parents walked in the room trying fighting the tears from their eyes.
They asked their daughter, “Sweetie do you remember about the place called 
heaven?”
“That’s were God lives”, Hope said
Her father said, “Well pretty soon you’re going to take a trip there”.
She asked, “Will I get to meet Jesus and all the angels?”
Tears began to rolling down their eyes as they hugged their little girl goodbye.



The funeral was held on a beautiful Sunday morning.
Hope’s mother couldn’t bear the pain any more.
The next night she had a dream about her daughter.
“Mommy I’m coming to tell you that I love you”, Hope said.
She continued, “I know you miss me when you cry but forever I will always be with 
you”.
“Tell daddy I love him too and grandma sends her love”.
“I got to meet all the angels and even Jesus too”.
“It’s almost time for me to go back”.
“Don’t worry about me because now grandma and I are watching over you”.


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Merry Christmas Momma


The day my momma died,
I knelt down by her side.

I held her body close to me,
Knowing this was the final caress you see.

I never knew I could hurt this bad,
And thinking back to that day still makes me sad.

She was always there and took my side,
I wonder at how many tears for me this lady cried?

This is the second Christmas she won’t be here,
To share with us our Christmas cheer.

In her Bible the day she died,
I found a note stuck deep inside.

Giving to the Lord her only son which is me,
Lord please forgive him, he is good sir, someday you’ll see!

Back in the seventies she wrote this note to the Lord for me.
I was wild and blind and refused to see.

But age is wisdom and wisdom is age,
And hopefully we learn with each new page.

Thank you Momma for all you have done,
I’m signing it with love from your only son.

We miss you very much but I’m sure you know,
You’re always in our hearts and mind where ever we go.

Love You !


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boxing day

boxing day would be a  good   day to relax
and put your feet up on a chair
 but the children come running in
all upset that
the bits to  their game are no longer there
the batteries to their new  toys  have  all gone flat
and  ask can you remember  where  they put their  new hat
for all the joys of christmas things end  up back in the box
so  then they decide to build with lego blocks.


I always wondered why boxing day was called boxing day, I have joked since my kids were 
very young that it was because all the batteries go flat, the bits go mising from games they 
forget where they put theire new stuff and most things end up back in the box, well untill you 
can go and get new batteries when the shops re open, Oh what such fun, I love christmas 
and I made sure I went and got more batteries before they ran out this time  LOL, have a 
happy new year every one  love from diane


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Merry Christmas Daddy

                                Christmas time is here. How do I make
                                         it through without you here. 
                                This is the first Christmas I have had to
                                  spend without you. It's going to be so 
                                hard without you and not only do I have
                                   to spend Christmas without you,
                                    I do not get to spend it with my
                                              little one either.
                                You and my little one are the only
                                ones I had who would never turn
                                            your backs on me.
                               But now I have to spend Christmas
                             without you two, thanks to Mom, who
                           turned her back on me. You are the only
                               one I had to count on matter what.
                            Daddy, how will I go on without you?
                             I pray everyday that you could come
                               back and see me for just one day
                          (Christmas Day), so I could let you
                           know  what you meant and still mean
                            to me. I know you will be by my side
                                on Christmas, but I only wish I
                               could see you so much.  I still
                         bought you some wolves for Christmas
                            to set beside your ashes. So, please
                         let me know in some way you're here
                          beside me on Christmas. Don't forget
                                   we love and miss you so...


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My Christmas Tree Is Ewe

Monkey flies and lies disgrace the human race and television has infected all the 
children and the places that they go. What  I   want   for   Christmas   fare   is just 
ewe and a place underneath the mistletoe.  My Christmas tree is thee.  Humble 
and retained in innocence and restfulness.
   Wrapping   all   the   gifts   in   love   and   kisses  please.
The kiss is gift enough for me please send me three of them all sweet and 
tender and tasting just like CHRISTMAS wine.
Love has come back to me for Christmas time.
But not of gold and silver dew eye speak of.
The very Heart of ewe is parme purple violet hued.
What have eye deserved to ascertain the fragrances of a lemon flavored ewe?
Kiss me three times dew.


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WHAT IF CHRISTMAS ( WAS WITHOUT SANTA THIS YEAR?)

They are so thrilled to see him come around;
riding his sleigh in the deep snow...
laughing and making that jovial sound!
Santa, don't rush downhill, take it slow;
the roads are slippery and the deer are running wild,
don't to crash into them to be there on time!


What if Christmas was without Santa this year,
and his coming was put on hold?
Would the children listen to their mama, so dear, 
when she tells them to go to sleep...
because if they stayed awake for too long:
Santa Clause wouldn't slide down the chimney!


Sleep and you will surely find those gifts on your bed,
but don't expect what you wish for...if you've been bad!
Sleep and dream that he'll tip-toe to your bedroom,
wouldn't you like to peak and make believe you're asleep?
And will Santa not see you wiggle under the sheets and and stoop?
Sleep with joy and dream of what tomorrow could be! 


What if Christmas was without Santa this year,  
all the lights were shut down
in every snowy city and town;
what if no stars twinkled on each adorned Christmas' tree, 
and the church bells stopped ringing?
Wouldn't the sad angels, looking over Jesus, stop singing?  
Come Santa and make everybody happy;
it's not the gifts that matter, but your goodness and laughter! 


Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci


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kids with out christmas

i sit here another year wanting for my kids to have a merry christmas and theres 
nothing i wouldent give to see them smile and having fun opening up there gifts 
but on a day that should be happy here we go again nothing under the tree and it 
breaks my heart to think that my kids will do without again and are future is relly 
bleak it seems today that this wourld revolves around a buck and i would give my 
heart and soul if i could make them see all the people that do without while they 
achieve there greed i tell my boys to pray and be thankful for what we have  we 
will back on our someday as i told them this story ther eyes filled up with tears 
they said its ok daddy we will try to have christmas next year


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Marry...? Christmas.

ding- dong -ding-dong- ding
jingle bells as people flourish the streets looking for what ...presents,
as a child sees Christmas they see what they will get,
an adult sees Christmas as a time to belittle over worked merchants,
we wish you a marry Christmas rings out from sound tracks at the mall,
bitter no good grenches take this time to watch the poor crawl,
ever see a spoiled child smile with joy?
ba rump bum bum,bum
ever see a single mother scrape to by her kids just one toy?
ba rumb bum-bum-bum 
oh silent night where have you gone,
this holy night what have you become,
this is what I got this is how in debt I now am,
bills forgotten to sooth your rotten and lets not forget the ham,
a night when a poor woman gave birth to her baby-Christ ,
we celebrate with a grand feast to stuff our face in his name-nice,
walking in a winter wonder land is where the true meaning is,
a time when a family sits and counts their blessings and holds their kids,
we wish you a marry Christmas we wish you any thing this
working over time doing what ever it takes for ...a gift?
oh come all thee faithful think about it to be here together we should all be greatful,
thank you for what you gave me- CD's, DVD's ,I-POD,MP3's none of it was at his table,
but this is what we've done taking this holiday and turning it into- what we've become,
more then we can handle, more then our means, because more is better then some,
it's love that makes the children, it's love that sets the tone in our lives it's love-
you can have , are give all you want it's done out of love you want to do it out of love-
my Christmas is the love in my kids eyes, the smile on my wifes face,
they are my every Christmas gifts and at that moment there is no other place. 


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I love pARME

I love pARME is what the letter to Santa will say.

One hair of head no cold a smile instead.

One long leg and then one more.

Two arms to hold.

One woman of love and riches keeps me warm.

One love inside.

Purple wings beating beside the thumping of my heart.

Early christmas can be a smile.

Captured with devices but meant as love from far inside.

I love pARME is what my letter to Santa must say.

One woman made of love.

The ONLY Christmas Present that eye want.


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Chrissy's Home (Part II)

                      "You're not afraid- are you, Stacey?"  She giggled. "Don't you think you 
ought to slow down?" I mustered.  "We'll be alright," she said with a grin and kept 
on trucking, but when we parked, I almost responded as the Pope does when he 
deplanes.  However, that would have been too cynical; yet, when the Christmas 
holidays rolled around, I left the driving to Greyhound.
                     While at home, my Christmas was very merry, and New Year's Day 
was happy, until I received "the" call.  It was Chrissy's roommate, 
Belinda. "Stacey." She paused.  "Chrissy died yesterday." "What-?!"  I exclaimed 
softly, uncertain of what I had just heard. "The weather was bad on her way to 
church, and her truck hydroplaned into oncoming traffic," she responded.  "But 
they say she died instantly."  Then we silenced. 
                     As I clutched the Christmas card Chrissy had made for me, my heart 
bled with grief.  Although I felt a great sense of loss, I never blamed God or 
Chrissy's driving for the fatality. Neither did my eyes shed a tear, not because I 
repressed my emotions, but for the reason I shared at the BSU memorial service 
held in her honor. "This is not a time to mourn, but a time of joy to celebrate 
Chrissy's homecoming, as she would have wanted us to.  And we know where 
she is, where her heart has always been, home with Jesus." Yet alive here, 
Chrissy is in my heart and commemorated  in books throughout this country 
through the following poem I wrote with her in mind


When Special Moments Come Again
 
Moments come and go,
But special moments come again,
When the thoughts of you with me
Seem they never have an end;
As a touch brings back sensation
And a song triggers emotion,
A smell brings back the memories,
As a taste triggers the notion
That we'll always be together;
What we shared will never end,
And I know that you're right here
When special moments come again.


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YOU FOR CHRISTMAS

The snow is coming down outside
beautiful white covered streets,
twinkling as it falls reminders of how much I love you.
I can't see you anywhere, I begged you not to go
but you did  it anyway.
 
Holiday lights are going up everywhere
even I put my Christmas tree up,
topping the Angel on top my wish was
"Having you here for Christmas".
 
Children running playing in the snow
elders admiring the decorations 
those in love holding hands keeping warm in the December cold.
I'm walking by watching it all pass, still wishing I had you for Christmas.
 
Christmas Day families waking up together
love is all around them,
I'm waking up all alone
looking at your picture besides me I have to let a tear drop
my Christmas wish never came true.
I don't have you 
for Christmas.


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joyful christmas

christmas time is here
a beautiful white christmas
grandma fixing the table 
we do feel thankful
friends and family is here
they are feel with cheer
this is the time of year
we are thankful that we are here

christmas 
christmas
white christmas
christmas
i love every year
when christmas time is here

it's snowing outside
the kids are playing thats right
parents are singing
for the joyful christmas
there is happiness in the air
something you cant compare
if you stop under the missle tree
you will have to kiss me

the kids around the tree
singing o christmas tree
they came and surrounded me
we singing to the christmas tree

christmas
christmas
white christmas
i love every year
when christmas time is here

kids part repeat2x

christmas 
christmas
white christmas
we love every year
when christmas time is here