Relationship Christmas Poems

Grandma knitted me and my brother,
he is blue and I am pink.
We fit snug in Sally's shoes, 
off to school or to play we go.
Each...

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Route, pronounced either ROOT or ROWT, is pronounced ROWT in this poem.
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Jesus came down and lived with us, he felt our pain.
He shared his love...

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"Parvati and Oxum" or "The Last of Us"
is the concern of a whorish woman
who grew up with five brothers 
and five sisters. Her father and...

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On the first day of Christmas, my honey bestowed on me
A reflection of the love he has for me.

On the second day of Christmas, my...

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Today,
I love you.
Today,  
I hate you.  
This week,  
I love you,  
This week,  
I hate you.  
Can this go...

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From colors of dresses to colors in diversity ,
From colors of food  to colors in mehndi ,
Togetherness is the key !

Whether it’s Dusshera ,...

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January…new year, new me.
Met you and now I’m happy. 
We watched the ball drop and kissed at midnight.


My February Valentine
hearts and flowers because you’re mine
as...

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Just a few months ago
I didn’t know this woman
Who became my friend
And someone who I love
A friend who I defend
As the smile, the giggle…
The gentle...

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It’s Christmas Eve
Once again, this year
I know – I believe
He came down from heaven
To give – and we receive
The gift, His grace, salvation
His love will...

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If you ask me what's Christmas for me,
I'd say it's happy faces gathered round
Spending quality time with me
With stories of how the year was 

It...

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This poem is for all those couples who have loved ones with responsibilities around protecting their nation, like the armed forces. Especially, all those involved...

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My Granddad's Father Christmas

My granddad’s Father Christmas.
I’ve known since, as a waif,
I heard his Father Christmas voice
That deep and rumbling friendly noise.
It kept me warm...

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And 

Goat heads, cockleburs, and cow pies. 
These are the things
we live with, in the country. 
Some you step on, 
some travel in your clothes,...

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Broken Glass 

Bits of color...
washed up on the beach. 
Items that tell stories, 
about faraway places, 
new people, and old. 

Red like roses, fine wine...

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Christ, you are all to me...
from the depths of soulful
yearnings, to height of man's
exalted visions Divinely
awakened – I see in You,
simplistic while complex;
My eyes on...

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