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Tribute Christmas Poems | Christmas Poems About Tribute

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young American days


              
                   To be in a young America ~
           visions of a ship upcoming statue of Liberty
               the young lad holding tightly to his Mothers leg
             in all excitement of a new Land to call their own
      celebrations of apple pie and fireworks on the 4th of July 
          
             thoughts of the old Hollywood on screen 
                films without 3-D costing less then a dollar
        Greta , Monroe , Betty Davis eyes tantalizing blue glare
       The Wizard of Oz or books written by Steinbach, Capote, Mark Twain

             exciting new visions of creating new concepts 
                 before Capitalism bought all little ones to bigger
           songs came from the hills of Virginia to the black Mountains
               surfacing in Tennessee for all to hear and wish to see  

          The day when one travelled by car on the road travelled
             every town a story told , learning history we once shed blood 
         American Indian tears to the British man whom choose freedom of taxes
            Boston held a tea party , now wishing they threw out marmite instead
 
         The day when we knew our neighbors and bought homes with a paystub
             Everyone had a chance to make their own with pride , even through wars
        When Martin Luther King stood proudly as did President Lincoln for Freedom 
             How many streets have been named after the man whom had a dream ?

             When milk was delivered on doorsteps in Glass bottles 
                 Babies wanting the very first of the top being cream 
             leaving doors open , watching news with your family at 6pm
                cartoons were shut down and it was now grown up time 

                      Cereal being a cheap snack for after school 
                         school supplies costing twenty dollars 
                      Grandma school clothes shopping for fifty 
                   before the internet , cell phones , and text for hello ~

                         2 week Vacations not afraid to put up Camp 
                Christmas sold in December with the sentiment of Love not money
        a day when if one were sick , you could actually get penicillin without question 
         The Doctor treated everything calling it General Practice no fear of Malpractice 

               Never forgetting our Motor city  
                 Old Ford Trucks Chevrolets and Dodge
                  The city that brought Ottis Reding and Marvin Gaye 
               

                     What happened to us ?  Where did America Go ? 

                   

         
  


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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


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A Visit From Santa Claus - Part 2

Continued from Part 1....



I ran downstairs to catch a glimpse of his face,
Just as he came down, out of the fireplace,
He was cloaked in red with a fur trimmed suit,
And covered in soot from his hat to his boot,
A large sack full of presents he carried along,
He opened it up as he hummed a Christmas song,

With much merriment his blue eyes twinkled,
His face was joyful, and yet somewhat wrinkled,
His cheeks were blushed like the berries in holly,
His snow white beard was long and quite jolly,
From his pipe came out a great puff of smoke,
He began his work and not a word he spoke,

Santa Claus was tall, with a belly quite round,
And his laughter was a most glorious sound,
I looked on with glee as a smile crossed my face,
When he approached and gave me a warm embrace,
Then, Santa placed several gifts beneath our tree,
Something for the children, and Father, and me,

He filled the stockings with sugarplums and a toy,
Which I know will delight my little girl and boy,
The midnight hour on the mantel clock chimed,
He turned, then back up the chimney he climbed,

With a whistle he signaled for his reindeer to go,
And away they flew with a hearty, "Ho, ho, ho!",
Before disappearing Santa exclaimed from his sleigh,
"To all a good night and a Happy Christmas Day!".




This was going to be an entry for Debbie Guzzi's "Santa Claus" contest.
Unfortunately, it was too long to fit all into one poem. So, I am posting it as two parts.


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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



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Like Christmas in July - Utah's Pioneer Day

A tribute on the twenty-fourth is paid
To pioneers who came here one July,
Then stopped in Salt Lake’s valley, where they stayed.
A tribute on the twenty-fourth is paid
To those who died; to those who lived and made
A Zion out of land both hot and dry.
A tribute on the twenty-fourth is paid
To pioneers who came here one July.

Like Christmas in July, this holiday,
Is celebrated with a huge parade.
The businesses are closed; the people play.
Like Christmas in July, this holiday
Is time for family, and good folks pray
That thoughts of those who sacrificed won’t fade.
Like Christmas in July, this holiday,
Is celebrated with a  huge parade!


For "Where in the world" Poetry Contest
of  Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver


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A Visit From Santa Claus - Part 1

It was Christmas Eve, not a soul made a sound,
And not so much as a mouse could be found,
The children had hung their stockings on the hearth,
As a quiet, peacefulness gently fell upon the Earth,
My family were all asleep, their heads full of dream,
Of Santa's arrival with his eight reindeer team,

Father in his nightcap, slept soundly in bed,
And Mother in her nightgown of green and red,
When all of a sudden I heard a commotion,
And jumped out of bed with a curious notion,
I ran to the window and pulled open the curtain,
I thought it must be Santa Claus for certain,

New fallen snow shone bright below the moon,
Giving the illusion of daylight in mid afternoon,
I looked out my open window despite the cold,
When a sight met my eyes, wonderous to behold,
A lively, old gentleman aboard a great sleigh,
With eight tiny reindeer leading the way,

As quick as a bolt of lightning out of the sky,
He called to each one as they rocketed by,
"Now, Donner! Now, Vixen! Now, Dasher and Dancer!,
On, Cupid! On, Blitzen! On, Comet and Prancer!,
Leap up to the wall and onto the rooftop,
Dash away all and let us make our first stop!",

They flew through the air with much ease,
Like dry autumn leaves on a sudden breeze,
The reindeer landed so smooth and swift,
Along with Santa and a sleigh full of gifts,
I heard their hoofs pawing upon the shingle,
And joyful laughter from that old Kris Kringle,




To be continued in Part 2....