~Here are some Christmas Poems that I have found.Grab a cup of cider & relax!I have given the authors name when I can.~
Bright christmas lights shone on high, Golden stars in the wint'ry sky; Christmas candles in windows bright Send a greeting into the night; While in our hearts the Christmas flame, Glows with a love like his who came, The infant Christ of lowly birth, To bring good will and peace to earth.Merry Christmas I like Christmas day, With its wreaths of holly, I like Santa Claus With his smile so jolly; I like the Christmas tree, Shining straight and tall, And my pretty presents, I surely like them all. I like the smiles and cheer, and how I like to hear The happy people say "Merry Christmas" in such a pleasant way.The Merry Day Mother Nature robes herself In her snowy gown of white, Father Winter scatters frost That glistens with a sparkling light. Old December lags along With reluctant footsteps slow, Until Miss Christmas comes at last, With the jolliest hours we know. Santa Claus, the bountiful, Helps her in his lavish way-- December, Christmas, Santa Claus, O, what a merry, merry day!~The poems above are by Marie Irish~ Christmas Time Christmas is a time of love, A time of joy and cheer. Christmas is a peaceful time, That wondrous time of year. A time of faith, a time of hope, Of friendships much more true; Christmas is a joyous time When love shall come to youAn Alphabet of Christmas By Anonymous A for the Animals out in the stable. B for the Babe in their manger for cradle. C for the Carols so blithe and gay. D for December, the twenty-fifth day. E for the Eve when we're all so excited. F for the Fire when the Yule Log is lighted. G is the Goose which you all know is fat. H is the Holly you stick in your hat. I for the Ivy which clings to the wall. J is for Jesus the cause of it all. K for the Kindness begot by this feast. L is the Light shining way in the East. M for the Mistletoe. Beware where it hangs! N is the Nowell the angels first sang. O for the Oxen, the first to adore Him. P for the Presents wise men laid before Him. Q for the Queerness that this should have been, near two thousand years before you were seen. R for the Romps and the Raisins and Nuts. S for the Stockings that Santa Claus stuffs. T for the Toys on the Christmas Tree hanging. U is for Us over all the world ranging. V for the Visitors welcomed so warmly. W for the Waits at your door singing heartily! bother me! all I can say, Is this is the end of my Christmas lay. So now to you all, wherever you may be, A merry merry Christmas, and may many you see!December Trim the house with sparkling lights Letters to Santa Cards to write Things to make Scarves to knit Shop for gifts and hope they fit Asking Santa for a toy Warmest greetings Wishes of joy Search...search...search.. The perfect tree Decorate for all to see Books to read on Grandma's lap Presents to mail Gifts to wrap Christmas cookies Candy canes Candles light our windowpanes Gingerbread houses made just so Kisses under the mistletoe Visits for holidays Christmas carols Songs of praise Sleepy children tucked in tight...Santa will arrive tonight! December days have quickly passed- Christmas Day is here at last! Maryann Cocca-LefflerTwas The Night Before Christmas
'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 down 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 tiny 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, DONER 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 hand, 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."
times since 11-3-98! Thanks!
