Best Holidaychristmas Poems
A Christmas dinner that can’t be beat
Here is the menu of what we’ll eat
Mashed potatoes whipped smooth and fluffy
Green bean casserole; nice and crunchy
Pickles and olives on a perfect relish tray
Cranberry delight that’s been chilling all day
Sweet potatoes such tasty treats
Hot rolls steaming both white and wheat
Homemade honey butter and strawberry jam
A gorgeous honey glazed Christmas ham
Turkey and noodles are piping hot
A fuzzy naval salad; I almost forgot
A slow roasted turkey golden brown
And broccoli rice casserole; pass it around
For dessert we’ve a variety of tasty treats
Tons of scrumptious goodies to eat
Chocolate chip cookies and brownies so sweet
Four kinds of pies including minced meat
It’s all there so fill up your plate
I’m getting mine, I can hardly wait
About thanksgiving a bunch of turkeys get together,
Have a meeting about sales for the holidays.
About fall they send out that letter.
Well those business folks got to cuss and discuss,
And figure how to gear it,
To make us customers
Feel that holiday spirit!
Here’s the minutes of the meeting,
We’ll skip the high fives greeting.
“All through the mall we’ll have ho- ho- ing Santys
From the computer games to the racks of panties.
Adult book stores will send out Yule tide flyers,
To attract all the spirit filled ***** buyers.
Don’t forget to put some plastic wreaths
Round those expensive briefs,
And the music; what about the music?!
Let’s start the secular Christmas songs,
In time for the black Friday throngs.
Make sure the songs don’t mention God or Jesus,
We don’t want to offend and have people leave us,
Remember Christmas is all about the money,
So let’s spread the ads on thick like honey!
Hide all the advertised sales on goods for this time of year..
And put the top dollar toys and items by the cashier..
So if you business people got more ideas, let’s push them through!
What’s that? Oh yeah…ah…merry Christmas to you too.
MEETING ADJOURNED !”
“(hey Bill, ..about that bikini clad Santa dancing on the new hutch,
I think maybe her pine needle bra is a bit much…..?
What you think?….)”
Inspired by Carolyn D. (too long for the contest, but had fun with it!)
We were poor, but my brother and I didn’t know it.
Before Christmas my dad would take us to find just the right scraggly
fir tree..a wonderful afternoon tramping around in the woods.
Old and worn decorations..we were delighted to open the crate
and unpack them; it was like seeing old and beloved friends again.
The red velvet car was my favorite.. his a bedraggled Santa sled.
We always had a present or two..but the most exciting gifts were
in our stockings. The stockings were my dad’s work socks..washed
and pressed for the occasion. They hung with pride, beautiful to us.
One year I got a fishing pole in my stocking. It was stuck through
a hole in the heel. I thought that Santa was the cleverest
of men. Imagine..using that hole to my advantage!
My dad’s boss would give us the same thing year after year.
A crate of oranges, something we never had at any other time.
I can still see the juice on my hands as we devoured that special gift.
I wouldn’t trade those Christmas memories. The greatest gift was feeling
warm, and safe…and loved.
The Five Senses Of Christmas
The smell of Christmas candles.
The sight of shoppers picking over gifts for their loved ones.
The taste of warm Christmas cookies that melt in your mouth.
The feel of the cold snow on your hands.
The sound of the fire crackling in the fire place.
These are the five senses of Christmas.
Form:
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”
With cheerful hearts we join in celebrations
in our simple, quiet upstate town
and Main Streets' decorations look so pretty
laced with the snowflakes that are falling down
We'll take a ride to look at all the houses
that delight us with their bright displays
and when we go downtown to do some shopping
we hum to carols that the speakers play
On Christmas Eve we gather with our neighbors
with our families and beloved friends
and happily as we are joined together
our hearts fill with the joy this season sends
As we are sharing goodies and our laughter
Christmas songs play on the radio*
These simple celebrations are a treasure
that I have been so blessed to come to know
*One tradition that I love in the small upstate
New York town I live in is that our local radio station
plays Christmas music from Christmas Eve through
Christmas Day and always seems to be a part of our
gatherings. They play music on Main Street throughout
the year but the Christmas tunes are always the loveliest!
Inspired by Carolyn Devonshires' Christmas in Your Town contest
We gather on the streets
Lining up in the cold
Waiting just to see them
Remembering days of old
The harnesses made of leather
Their bells are colored gold
Horses pull their carriages
And prance into our souls
Here come the Christmas carolers
But Santa steals the show
As the children gather candy
Look how their little eyes glow
Our hearts filled with Spirit
We enjoy each rendition
The Old Fashioned Christmas Parade
A Lawrence, Kansas tradition
Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend
*inspired by Carolyn's "Christmas in Your Town" contest.
About five years ago, I had a surgery and wrote this while in the hospital. I actually
quite enjoyed myself and the surgery was not painful for me at all! Just came across
this in my files and thought I'd throw it on here, for anyone worried about surgery
before Christmas time. It can actually be quite nice!
(Sing to Jingle Bells)
Refrain: Oh, IV drip! I sit and sip a juice or diet Sprite.
With each meal, I’m sure to feel more and more all right.
Oh, Bless my soul, remote control right nearby my head!
I watch TV, though groggily, right here from my bed.
1. A day most winter-y, I came for surgery.
But I felt nice and warm as drugs went in my arm.
It’s been so comforting to not recall a thing.
Of pain I hardly can complain while I’m recovering!
Oh. . . (refrain)
2. I’ve been here just a day and sure enjoy my stay.
I just turn on a light and take some time to write.
I’ve not yet had to pee. It’s being done for me!
Too bad this visit’s not all free, it’s like a luxury. . .
Oh. . . (refrain)
3. If I keep doing well, I’ll have a great Noel.
I’ll leave new and improved, this catheter removed.
My hysterectomy is what’s the best for me.
So minus “womb” I’ll leave this room and Christmas merrily!
Refrain: Oh, IV drip! I sit and sip a juice or diet Sprite.
With each meal I’m sure to feel more and more all right.
Oh, bless my soul. Remote control right nearby my head!
I watch TV, though groggily, right here from my bed.
It was Christmas Eve and all the kiddies waited patiently
for Santa to arrive,
They must have started waiting around five,
Tick Tock the cuckoo clock went,
Some of the children played around,
pretending to be druken gents,
Then the clock struck two...AM....!
The kids thought Santa could not be coming again,
They thought he must have been stuck in Bethlehem,
So they ate the milk and cookies,
and forgot about capturing Santa on film,
Their spirits had been doused,
The little ones bid adieu to their vigor and vim,
They were tired and didn't feel like singing
anymore hymns,
Where was Santa?
On the news, it said he made a stop in Atlanta,
How many flights did he have to take
in order to get to the City of Clam Bakes?
Then, just like a miracle,
the house began to shake a little,
Santa had arrived in an open field via the Space Shuttle,
Everyone was confused,
What was with, the big "to do"?
It was all of Santa's Christmas plan,
to hep NASA and his fellowmen,
A little publicity can do wonders for
a corporation,
Santa's excursions were bound to help the Space Programs,
It was a win-win as far as he was concerned,
The presents got delivered and the reindeers got a staycation,
Who knows maybe by next Christmas, Santa may be worth millions?
Form:
The Christmas Elf sat on the shelf,
The Christmas tree stood tall in the living-room,
With beautiful lights and decorations,
Santa's toy shop come to life,
The Nutcracker tall and shy,
A pretty doll nearby,
The toy train that zoomed around the room,
A big drum and a piano quiet companions,
The toy castle and the doll house,
A Christmas toy mouse,
The sacred Christmas manager,
A story book about the savior,
Many more story books on the shelf,
Parents and children await Santa's visit,
Christmas night with all the lights in the living-room,
Shinning brightly and the pretty house stood,
They are all blessed on Christmas day.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
We all sat around the Christmas tree
As dad opened his Bible and read the story.
We eagerly listened of a baby born
What a wonderful blessing the people heard the next morn.
This little baby who no one knew
One day would work miracles and save us too.
You see we’re bound by our sin until He died on the cross
We were all wanderers, we were all lost.
But it’s not just a story it’s reality you see
That God loves the world and He picked me.
To spread the story to everyone around
To let them know, us, our sin can no longer be bound.
That we too can go to be with Him
Because on the cross He paid for all our sins.
This is the true meaning of Christmas you see
So go into the world shout praises and sing!
Then he closed his Bible as a tear fell from his eye
It’s God’s amazing love that He sent his son to die.
Oh come all ye faithful to a lovely little town
Oldie worldie houses have windows of brown
Snow filled window corners like Dickensian age
The holly and the ivy adorn the Christmas stage
Christmas trees outside the shops lit up so pleasantly
The subtle light is given off from each and every tree
When entering this quaint little town the magic of years gone by
Takes us back to Victorian times with the wonder of it we sigh
Hot chestnuts are roasting the aroma fills the air
People sipping hot mulled wine at the Christmas fair
Children are singing carols excited by it all
Waiting for the hour to come when Santa will call
The big brass band is playing in the square
People and children are now everywhere
Carrying their lanterns lighting their way
What a lovely place to visit on Christmas Day
(Entered in Carolyn's Christmas Contest)
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!
I finally get it.
It has nothing to do with me.
I opened the eyes in my heart
and now I truly see.
I know that I'll be locked up
and that I wont get a toy.
But my heart is beating like a drum
and it's drumming in the Christmas joy.
Happy Birthday Jesus!
Thank you Father for your Son.
The gift of my salvation
after my time on earth is done.
What an awesome present.
There isn't anything I want more.
I asked Him to come into my heart
and He walked right through the door.
I was feeling sad and lonely.
It's hard to be happy here in jail.
But when I think of Jesus' Birthday.
It makes me smile without fail.
Merry Christmas everybody!
I hope you feel it too.
If you've got the bah humbugs.
It's not about me or you.
It's about our Lord Jesus.
The gift that everyone can share.
God gave to us His only Son.
So let Him know how much you care.
I wrote this one Christmas when I
was in jail and thought I lost it
but there it was in my memory.
Merry X-mas everyone and God Bless you.
In my town on Christmas eve,
The whole town gets the Christmas spirit.
Up and down the streets at night,
If you listen you can hear it.
A crowd sings Christmas songs,
From one house to the next.
The whole town decorates their homes,
With things you wouldn‘t expect.
The harmony sounds far,
Then at your door they sing.
Filling your heart with warm joy,
With the happiness they bring.
Christmas caroling is our tradition,
And all the joy it sparks.
But the best thing to see and feel,
Is the children singing out their hearts.