Christmas Father Son Poems

i.
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse.
My wife and son lay silent, all tucked...

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With World War II finally over, the soldier returned home to Tennessee.
To his previous life and his young, loving wife
But what once was two now...

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"The Eternal Word"
Always on the verge
Of Christmas/ Heaven
Contemplations merge

From Eternal Father--
"Timelessly shining"
To our souls--
Divinely "Be Mine!"-ing

Before the Beginning
Father/ Spirit/ Son
An Eternal Family
Our Blessed Mother won


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Inspired...

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"Who done did that?"
      My dad had to know

   I pointed at sister
     ...

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Submitted Dec. 9, 2022


Wooed by the Spirit's Immaculate Grace,
The Blessed Virgin Mary couldn't say 'No.'
Well, she could've, but the Incarnate Embrace
let her choose to love...

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I miss your tender call,
Your pleasant voice of the father,
I miss you picking me up when I fall,
I miss all the time spent together.

I miss...

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Winter solstice is approaching. Night advances as
day retreats, aiding my studies, though December
winds and persistent festive music cut, cold and 
careless, to the heart. I...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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My childhood dream was to make the little league team. The thing that almost held me back were the kids that would look at me...

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Lies to Our Self

I will be okay. 
You, she, we, me, us...
are just fine. 
All the time, 
we talk too much, 
and not enough. 

Lose...

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Patient star
          Shining bright
   Reaching far ...

Three kings stir
     ...

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Come Home

Please listen to me. 
You have not "done" anything, 
that I have not done before, 
or if you have, 
then we can still talk....

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Christmas was coming very soon and a little boy's heart was glad.
He kept giving clues daily of his wishes from Ole Santa dear.
His Dad with...

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It was Christmas day nineteen eighty-five
when my sister took a photo of my dad and me.
We were both smiling
with my arms draped over his shoulder...
a...

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Would you make my phone ring?

Would desire retake the wild as it perspires like the legend is written yet the times go unaffected?

Babe, the world...

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