Oh, Christmas tree, Oh, Christmas tree,
Which is the fairest tree I see?
The tree that brings sweet memories
Of angel with the golden hair.
No other tree is half so fair.
For Francine's "Christmas" contest won 9th
In my hometown of Hillsboro
A humble, small suburb
There stood a church that was more humble still
In that cozy congregation
We'd teach and learn the Word
And try each day to do the Father's will
But our little congregation
Each year at Christmastime
Would execute a miraculous feat!
The whole town would come out in droves
To view what we'd present
A Christmas pageant right next to the street!
The first vignette was of a home
A modern family
Telling of that first Christmas long ago
The next scene showed the palaces
Of Herod on his throne
When his grim proclaimation he bestowed
Each onlooker could walk or drive
From scene to sacred scene
But either way, observers saw the worth
For every stop would reenact
The story of God's love
From Herod to the blessed Savior's birth
The community seemed hungry
To hear the wondrous news
Of the Messiah, born to die for us
And like them, we were richly blessed
To share with all who came
The spectacle-- a Journey Through Christmas!
*This is a true story that I've presented in poetry form for Carolyn Devonshire's "Christmas
in Your Town" Contest
Drifting, slowly drifting
in my mind to a place
of long ago.
As I dose off to a dream land
so peaceful and quite,
seeing my friends playing
their cares away.
As I walk up to them
they greet me with smiles
and hugs, saying how
they have missed me.
I look around knowing
that this was the place
where I had the best time of
my life.
Drifting farther away
from the present, still
to even better days,
family all gathered,
around the old Christmas tree,
a real one, with the smell of pine
in the air, snow on the ground
for a white Christmas to enjoy.
Looking at my mother, forgot
how young she was at one time,
brothers and my dear sister,
oh what joy, this was to be here.
Morning came to soon,
as the light of day woke me,
and I drifted back to the present,
memories of long ago remembered
and will cherish them for ever.
wrote 9-3-08
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