Give Me An Old Christmas

I want an old Christmas,
The same as years ago;
Carolers singing, church bells ringing,
Children playing in the snow

I want a horse and carriage,
To lead me through the cold;
I'd bring home the biggest tree,
Just like the days of old

Long before technology,
Life was simple and plain;
The true meaning of Christmas,
A season for hope to claim

Before the twinkling lights,
Candles flickered with grace;
Families gathered together,
Sharing spirits by a fireplace

The fresh scent of pine,
Wooden ornaments cast their spell;
Tiny hearts embraced in awe,
For another Christmas tale! 

Folks throughout the community,
Assembled as one in prayer;
The old spirit of Christmas,
Casts its elegant flair

Garland adorns each nook,
Snow mocks a silent mime;
Mistletoe and scented wreaths,
The magic of Christmastime!

No fancy gifts or presents,
Beneath the Christmas tree;
Hands clasped in harmony,
Hearts as one with unity

The aroma of a turkey,
Welcomed neighbors passing by;
Children prowled the kitchen,
For a sliver of grandma's pie!

Bring back the days of Christmas,
When Christ was the celebration;
God gave His greatest gift of all,
Peace on earth to every nation!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Golden Avatar
October 31, 2009 at 4:58 PM
Wonderful, rich piece, Milton! You've made the Old Fashioned Christmas come to life! Hugs, Donna
Brown Avatar
October 29, 2009 at 11:38 AM
What a Christmas Milton yes lets do it up right. Amazing writing. Wishing you the best in the contest should you enter it. Love, Carol
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October 28, 2009 at 8:47 PM
Were you one of those naughty kids prowling the kitchen????? Love this poem...enjoyed...Marty
Freeman Avatar
October 28, 2009 at 6:42 PM
I loved this Milton, yes bring back the old way of celebrating Christmas, when love was the cheer, and greed didn't come near. The amount of presents didn't matter, just the fact that everyone was near. Sincerely, Moses
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October 28, 2009 at 5:04 PM
What an uplifting poem. Reminds me of many of my Christmases. Love the true meaning of the holiday shared here. Blessings to you. Karen
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October 28, 2009 at 4:25 PM
What beautiful imagery! I am transported to childhood once more! Thank you for writing this, Milton! Did you enter it in the "Let It Snow" Contest? Peace, Audrey
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