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4 Poems For Christmas

  1. The Real Meaning of ChristmasTwo thousand years ago the King of Kings was born.
    ‘The Lamb of God’ later made to feel the thorn,
    If his words are accepted and not scorned,
    They will make us all reborn.Though God’s grace, Joseph and Mary presented
    A gift to the world that day, which we can all repay,
    by living the ten commandments each and every day.
    Try to remember and keep in your heart and mindJesus’s gospel while here on Earth,
    Redemption not a life lived in constant mirth.
    Peace on Earth, good will toward man
    Everyone should try it, whenever they can.

    The Lord gave us the option and choice of ‘free will,’
    Now it’s up to us to fit the bill.

    So when you’re Christmas shopping for family and friends,
    and money is tight at both ends,
    Remember that the greatest gift of all,
    Is your love of Jesus in the manger stall.

    A Christmas Poem by Joseph P. Martino

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  2. Christmas
    C is for
    Candles lit up
    Sitting on window sills
    H is for
    The feeling of
    Happiness
    I is for
    Everyone who travels
    To the Island for Christmas
    R is for the
    The roll of dimes
    That is given to charity
    S is for
    The shortbread cookies
    That tasteOh so delicious
    T is for
    The Christmas tree
    M is for
    Making crafts
    To give away as presents
    A is for
    The presence of angels
    S if for the snowflakes
    Falling on the ground outside

    By Emily Krauss

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  3. IT’S NEARLY CHRISTMAS
    I write this in September
    And I can already see my breath
    Because the temperature is falling
    To fifty degrees or less;
    There are frosted mornings
    And skies are turning gray;
    Next thing, there’ll be snowdrifts
    Fit for a sleigh.In stores, they’re gearing for Halloween
    With pumpkins on display;
    After October 31, we’ll count the days
    To shop til Kris Kringle Day;
    Just when I thought the craze was over
    And the presents were put away,
    Alas! I hear Santa “ho-hoing”,
    It’s nearly Christmas Day.Christmas is a magical time,
    Is there any doubt?
    But I’m going to need a psychotherapist
    To get my anxeties out!
    The sugarplums might be dancing,
    But they’re messing up my mind;
    The silver bells aren’t doing much
    To help me unwind.September comes and October goes,
    November is just a glance;
    Once again, there’ll be invitations
    To another holiday dance;
    I’ll decorate the Christmas tree
    With icicles, stars, and lights,
    But I’ll need a ton of eggnog
    To get me through this night!

    By Joel Bjorling, Gilson

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  4. Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
    Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
    The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
    In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
    While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
    And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
    Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
    I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
    Away to the window I flew like a flash,
    Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

    The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
    Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
    When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
    But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

    With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
    I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
    More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
    And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

    “Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
    On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
    To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
    Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”

    As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
    When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
    So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
    With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

    And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
    The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
    As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
    Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
    And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
    A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
    And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

    His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
    His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
    His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
    And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

    The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
    And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
    He had a broad face and a little round belly,
    That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

    He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
    And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
    A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
    Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
    And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
    And laying his finger aside of his nose,
    And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

    He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
    And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
    But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
    “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”

    By Clement Clarke Moore

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