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44 Christmas Poems
A collection of Christmas Poems celebrating the season of Xmas. A short poem is a great thing to tuck into a Xmas card to send Christmas wishes and greetings. Great to share and inspire friends and family.
Christmas is a special time of year when the world stops and the birth of Jesus is celebrated. A special time that has been celebrated for more than 2000 years around the world.
Poetry can express thoughts and wishes in a way that brings out the magic of Christmas. We hope you find poems that inspire you to have a very Merry Christmas! And, you may find wishes to share
with others in our collection of Christmas blessings.
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There's a Reason
By Jason Kirk Bartley
There's a reason we celebrate
Christmas so dear,
a reason we gather with Christmas cheer,
There's a reason why a feast we prepare,
for all of our family who
has gathered right there.
There's a reason for the decorations and mistletoe hung,
a reason for the golden garland and silver bells that are rung
and the beautiful Christmas carols that are often sung.
There's a reason the snow outside is so white and so frigidly cold,
a reason that gifts are being bought and being sold.
There's a reason our tree is wrapped with beautiful blinking lights,
a reason a little baby was born 2000 years ago on that famous night,
in an old stable not fit for Him there,
and a reason the multitudes gathered with gifts and great care.
There's a reason this baby was born to die,
a reason the great star of Bethlehem marked Him from the sky.
There's a reason God had sent His only Son,
the only person worthy to do what needed done.
As Christmas nears,
celebrate and have fun,
but keep Jesus in your hearts,
for the victory He won.
What Is Christmas Poems
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The Sweet Old Story
Poet: James Stanley Gilbert
Down the tunnel long that Time hath built-
Thro' the circles smaller growing
Past the doubts and fears
Of the arching years
Toward the entrance dimly glowing
Doth Memory speed on her way to-night
Back to childhood's dormitory,
Just to hear once more
With the faith of yore
The sweet old Christmas story.
All unhid, she'll slip in the trundle-bed
To the space 'twixt down and feather;
And will lay her head,
As in time long fled,-
Where the pillows meet together.
She will close her eyes at the face she sees
All ablaze with loving glory.
As a mother sweet
Will again repeat
The dear old Christmas story.
The angels and shepherds again will play
Their parts in the drama holy;
The star will appear.
The wise men revere,
The Babe in the manger lowly.
Then Memory, Hke Mary, will ponder well
These things of the ages hoary;
And with tender art
Tell the softened heart
The old, old Christmas story.
Oh, the sweet old story!
The dear old story!
The old, old story to memory dear!
Hearts of the boldest.
The sternest, the coldest.
Grow warm o'er the story told once a year!
Christmas Card Messages
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Christmas Is A Lovely Thing
Poet: Frances Benham Johnson
O Christmas is a lovely thing; the green
And fragrant boughs that decorate each small
And homely cottage, lighted candles seen
In friendly windows where their warmth may fall
On every passerby, bright ornaments
And holly wreaths, and packets gaily tied,
The joyous carols, and the pinewood scents
That fill the air, while bells sound far and wide.
These are the outward trappings of this day
That has a special place in every heart.
Yet though the Christmas tree be bright and gay,
It is not this that sets the day apart,
But faith a thousand years may never mar,
And in the frosty night, a shining star.
Christmas Messages
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Get Ivy And Holly
Poet: Thomas Tusser
Get Ivy and Holly and deck up thine house,
And take this same brawn to seethe and to souse.
Provide us good cheer, for thou know'st the old guise:
Old customs, that good be, let no man despise.
At Christmas be meny and thankful withal,
And feast thy poor neighbors, the great with the small.
Yea, all the year long, to the poor let us give:
God's blessing to follow us, while we do live.
Christmas time is a time when we lift our voices in praise. You may also enjoy our collection of
Christmas songs.
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Christmas Is Forever
Poet: Norman W. Brooks
Christmas is forever,
Not for just one day.
For loving, sharing, giving,
Are not to put away.
Like bells and lights and tinsel,
in some box upon a shelf.
The good you do for others,
Is good you do yourself.
Christmas Wishes
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Christmas Beauty
Poet: Gertrude Rudbert
The earth laid white beneath the sky,
Marked by shadows from trees nearby --
Winged by chickadee's flying grace
To branches trimmed in icy lace.
High overhead the heavens blue
Were streaked with clouds passing through.
The golden sun so warm and bright,
Enhanced the scene with silver light.
The rock, the valley, the distant hill
Slept in purity, deeper, still;
The river, hidden far below
Was weighted down with sparkling snow.
The earth all dressed in ermine fair,
Wore caps and gowns with wind-blown flair.
The trees, the sky, the cold crisp air
Breathed Christmas beauty, soft in prayer.
Poems are great to insert into a Christmas card. They are full of wisdom and promotes
the Christmas spirit year long. You may also find poems for cards in
Christmas card poem.
Christmas Poems About Jesus
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What Christmas Is All About
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2011
We have to go back to the basics,
The day our Jesus was born.
As this is the day that we celebrate,
Our Savior was here in the morn.
We teach our children that Christmas,
Is trees, pageants and presents.
But let us not forget,
That Christmas is first, a Jesus event!
You may also be uplifted and inspired by our
poems about Jesus
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The Christmas Chime
Poet: Grinnell Willis
We hear, like those of olden time,
The music of the Christmas Chime,
Telling its story again and again,
Of "Peace on earth, good will to men"—
That beautiful story told so well
By the sound of the joyous Christmas bell.
It seems of Christmas-time a part.
Finding an echo in every heart,
And everywhere throughout the land
Its tokens pass from hand to hand.
So may we our voices raise
With thankful hearts in songs of praise,
As joyful as the merry chime
That rings so clear at Christmas-time.
Christmas Wishes To A Friend
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'Twas The Night Before
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
'Twas the night before Christmas
And we were all asleep,
When all of a sudden
I heard a loud beep.
I laid there and listen,
What is that noise?
It must have been Santa,
playing with the toys.
Christmas Poems Twas The Night Before
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Santa Claus
Poet: Grinnell Willis
We all love Santa Claus,
A merry man is he,
We'll shout our loud applause
And greet him merrily.
He has a heavy pack
With Christmas gifts galore,
He soon will come a-knocking,—
A-knocking at the door.
Many homes to-night
Are waiting for his call.
Their welcome will be warm and bright
But ours is best of all.
Hark! He's coming fast,
Hear the sleigh-bells ring.
Now he's here at last—
Farewell, ring out the song.
Sing with all your heart.
Speed the parting guest along
If he must depart.
Let the echoes ring.
Shout the loud applause.
Sing with all your voices, sing,
Good-bye to Santa Claus.
Santa Poems
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Christmas Everywhere
Poet: Phillips Brooks
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight!
Christmas in lands of the fir-tree and pine,
Christmas in lands of the palm-tree and vine,
Christmas where snow-peaks stand solemn and white,
Christmas where corn-fields lie sunny and bright,
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight!
Christmas where children are hopeful and gay,
Christmas where old men are patient and gray,
Christmas where peace, like a dove in its flight,
Broods o'er brave men in the thick of the fight;
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight!
For the Christ-child who comes is the Master of all,
No palace too great and no cottage too small,
The angels who welcome Him sing from the height:
"In the city of David, a King in his might."
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight!
Then let every heart keep its Christmas within,
Christ's pity for sorrow, Christ's hatred of sin,
Christ's care for the weakest, Christ's courage for right,
Christ's dread of the darkness, Christ's love of the light.
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight!
So the stars of the midnight which compass us round
Shall see a strange glory, and hear a sweet sound,
And cry, "Look! the earth is aflame with delight,
O sons of the morning, rejoice at the sight."
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas tonight!
The Christmas Star Poem
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Christmas
Poet: Marguerite E. Halker
Christmas is a lovely time
For all folks to enjoy . . .
It brings the sparkle to the eyes
Of every girl and boy.
And I might add, the grown folks
Are filled with sweet content,
To see the happiness complete
That Christmas joy has meant.
The stockings hanging in a row,
The lovely gifts piled high,
The burning fire upon the hear
Warns old St. Nick is nigh.
"Silent Night" is sweetly sun
As we think of the Eastern Star
Of Bethlehem and Three Wise Men
Who brought gifts from afar.
So those who love their fellow men,
Are glad it is December . . .
For peace on earth and memories
Are precious to remember.
December Poems
Christmas is a time when we send wishes for peace and happiness to those we love and care about. You may find a poem in our collection titled:
My Christmas Wish For You.
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The Light of Christmas
Poet: Emilie Poulsson
Oh! bright are the stars as they gleam on high,
And shed their soft rays from the summer sky,
But Christmas stars sparkle with lustre rare,
When carol and chime fill the frosty air.
For shining afar
To our hearts they say,
"Remember the Star
Of the Christ's birthday.
Love is the light of Christmas."
Oh! gay are the tapers that shine to-night
On gift-laden Christmas trees all alight!
But never a radiant tree would stand,
If love had not for the glad time planned.
So each tiny flame,
With its golden ray,
Helps the stars proclaim,
On the Christ's birthday.
Love is the light of Christmas.
Christmas Tree Poems
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What It's All About
by Julie Hebert, © 2015
Once Halloween is finished,
And sometimes even before,
Red and green start to show itself,
In every single store!
This overwhelming need
To buy the perfect gift,
Is put inside our minds,
Even before the holiday shift.
Have we as a society forgotten,
What Christmas time is all about?
Generosity and good will to others,
Yes, most would say without a doubt.
But what about our Lord Jesus,
And the day our Savoir was born.
It's time to remember the meaning,
Christmas time should mean so much more
If you are looking for a Christmas poem for a child you may want to visit our collection of
Children's Christmas poems.
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How Thrice Welcome, Christmas
Poet Unknown
Now thrice welcome, Christmas,
Which brings us good cheer,
Minced pies and plum porridge,
Good ale and strong beer;
With pig, goose and capon,
The best that may be.
So well doth the weather
And our stomachs agree.
Observe how the chimneys
Do smoke all about,
The cooks are providing
For dinner, no doubt;
But those on whose tables
No victuals appear,
O may they keep Lent
All the rest of the year.
With holly and ivy
So green and so gay,
We deck up our houses
As fresh as the day;
With bay and rosemary
And laurel complete;
And every one now
Is a king in conceit.
You may also enjoy our collection of poems about what
Christmas time is.
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Christmas Ballad
Poet: Alexander R. Thompson
The night our Saviour Christ was born,
So ancient legends say,
The bird that crows to call the morn,
Crows every hour till day,
As if he sought, with quivering throat,
The world to waken wide,
With thankful heart and hymn to note
The holy Christmas-tide.
How grew the legend, who can tell?
But, one thing we may know,
That nothing e’er before befell
This weary world below,
Like that same Christmas-gift of love,
Of rarest, fairest worth,
That came of old from heaven above
To sinful men on earth.
The night the King was born, the stars
Shone down on Bethlehem,
As jewels flash through golden bars
From out a diadem,
But suddenly their radiant fire
Grew pale and dull and dim,
When came from heaven an angel-choir,
To sing a Christmas hymn.
Such music never yet had rung
On mortal ears till then,
As rung when holy angels sung
"Goodwill and peace to men."
Such winsome glory never came
Before on mortal eyes,
As came when they, with feet of flame,
Came trooping down the skies.
And if on that first Christmas-time,
This lost world back to call
To hope and God, in sweetest chime
The bells of heaven rang all.
Would it be strange, if echo sweet
Of that transcendent strain
Should run o’er earth with footsteps fleet,
And answer back again?
Sing, angels, never cease to sing,
Ye first-born of the sky!
Cry, every herald of the King,
His glorious advent cry!
But angel from the heaven above,
Or herald of the morn,
Could never sing the song of love
As’ men: - that Christ is born.
Christmas Poems about Hope
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Christmas Morning
Poet: Mary Bissell Waterman
The milk-white sheep looked up one night,
And there stood an angel all in white.
But though he spoke no word to them,
They were there on the hills of Bethlehem,
That very first Christmas morning.
And the lowing cattle meekly stood.
Near to a manager, rough and rude;
Their manger, where upon softest hay,
A wonderful, new born baby lay,
That beautiful Christmas morning.
Oh! Christmas day is the day for all,
For the flocks in the field and the beasts in the stall;
And the time will come, so the wise men say,
When the wolf and the lamb together shall play,
And a little child shall lead the way.
The Child of the Christmas morning.
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Heaven's Nearer
Poet: C. C. Hassler
The sunshine and the shadders 'pear to travel side by side,
An' the clouds they come and vanish from our view;
An' the joys and disappointments of this life we all divide,
Sparin' none, at least I think so, now don't you?
Still to watch the years that fleeting go a whizzin' by it seems
Each time the holidays approachin' us are near.
Heaven's jest a little nearer in our wakin' or our dreams
On Christmas day than any in the year.
All the year through life's a bustle an' a hustle that at best
Keeps the old and young a strivin' to compete;
In the business world, the office, or the school room there's no rest —
It's a battle every day an' no retreat.
But there comes a subtle suthin' callin' forth our joy an' mirth
Sort o' melting down that makes it jest appear
Heaven's jest a little nearer to this dear old wicked earth
On Christmas day than any in the year.
Jest to think of all the millions of the little hearts that day
That are beatin' full of happiness an' joy,
An' the million more who watch 'em even happier than they,
As they grasp the precious dolly or the toy.
Think of all the hearts made happy by the love that Christ has brought
As it shines in hearts an' faces ever dear.
Heaven's jest a little nearer in the palace or the cot
On Christmas day than any in the year.
Holiday Poems
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Across The Miles
Poet: Helen Welshimer
At Christmas time I'd like to see
the folks of yesterday,
But since we cannot manage it,
I've found another way.
I leave the door into my heart
stand open very wide,
And those who pull the latchstring
find a welcome warm inside.
I've candles in the window,
and I have the Yule log's cheer,
And chairs around the fireplace
for the friends I wish were here.
I forget I'm lonesome,
though we're miles and miles apart,
And entertain you unawares,
at Christmas in my heart.
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Christmas Outcasts
Poet: Unknown
Christ died for all; and on the hearts of all
Who gladly decorate their cheerful homes
At Christmas Tide, this blessed truth should fall,
That they may mix some honey with the gall
Of those to whom a Christmas never comes.
The poor are everywhere in Nature's course,
Yet they may still control some sweetened crumbs,
No matter what they lack in hearts or purse;
But there are those whose better fate is worse,
To whom no day of Christmas ever comes.
The man who wildly throws away his chance,
An outcast from all cheerful hearts and homes,
Who may not mingle where the happy dance,
Nor gain from loving eyes one kindly glance,
Is he to whom no Christmas ever comes.
The man condemned in hidden ways to grope,
At sight of whom each kindly voice is dumb,
Or he whose life is shortened in its scope,
Who waits for nothing but the hangman's rope,
Is he to whom a Christmas cannot come.
Christ died for all; he came to find the lost,
Whether they bide in palaces or slums,
No matter how their lines of life are crossed.
And they who love him best will serve him most
By helping those to whom no Christmas comes.
Christian Christmas Poems
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Christmas
Poet: Unknown
The Christmas morn dawned softly,
Upon a sleeping world.
As mid the lowing cattle.
They laid a baby Lord.
The sweet and fragrant grasses
Softened His bed that night.
When in a lowly manger,
There lay the Lord of Light.
His mother Mary, happy
In this, her newborh child,
Sat in that lowly stable
And sang, so soft and mild.
How Joseph - watching o'er them -
Did thrill to see the boy
That slept within that manger,
The world's long promised Joy.
The day was filled with gladness,
The air with music rang.
As heaven's glad host assembled.
Their praises to Him they sang.
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Keep The Spirit
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer, © 2020
Christmas is a time of joy
Mainly for all the girls and boys
Fun and laughter fill the day
Merry Christmas as they say.
Christmas is a celebration
Full of love and conversation
Family and friends gather with us
Being all together is a big plus.
Why can't this feeling of love be
With us all year long, we are so happy
Goodness and kindness we all share
Showing others that we care.
So when the New Year does arrive
Keep the spirit of Christmas alive
Show your love and kindness too
To everyone and all you do.
Christmas Joy Poems
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Frankincense
Poet: Florentine Budwig
They brought Him gifts,
Gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
Those Wise Men were
The first who came to worship from afar.
They loved the Child, and when they saw His star
They followed it to Bethlehem. What are
We bringing Him?
They brought Him gifts,
Have we no gifts to bring
Our Lord and King?
He came from heavenly- mansions to a stall;
The Holy Babe of Bethlehem gave all.
The best gifts we can proffer are but small
Compared with His.
He loves our gifts,
Our hearts He longs to own.
Let us enthrone
The Lord within our hearts forevermore.
And bring our love as frankincense before
The Holy One whom all the saints adore
This Christmas Day.
Christmas Poems About Love
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Fear Not
Poet: F. R. Havergal
That was the first angelic word
That the startled shepherds heard;
Fear not! Beloved, it comes to you
As a Christmas message most sweet and true.
As true for you as it was for them
In the lonely fields of Bethlehem;
And as sweet today as it was that night
When the glory dazzled their mortal sight.
Christmas Messages for Friends
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Counting The Days
Poet: Unknown
Counting the days till Christmas!
Sweet days of tender care
That loved ones may on the blessed morn
Find longed for treasures fair.
Thus dreaming, hoping and waiting,
That holiest day draws near
When "Peace on earth, good will to men",
Ring out the joy-bells clear.
''Tis not the weight of jewel or plate
Or the fondle of silk or fur;
'Tis the spirit in which the gift is rich.
As the gifts of the wise ones were:
And we are not told whose gift was gold,
Or whose was the gift of myrrh.
Christmas Bells Poems
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Merry Christmas
Poet: Unknown
In the rush of the merry morning,
When the red burns through the gray,
And the wintry world lies waiting
For the glory of the day;
Then we hear a fitful rushing
Just without upon the stair,
See two white phantoms coming,
Catch the gleam of sunny hair.
Are they Christmas fairies stealing
Rows of little socks to fill
Are they angels floating hither
With their message of good-will?
What sweet spell are these elves weaving,
As like larks they chirp and sing?
Are these palms of peace from heaven
That these lovely spirits bring?
Rosy feet upon the threshold,
Eager faces peeping through,
With the first red ray of sunshine,
Chanting cherubs come in view;
Mistletoe and gleaming holly,
Symbols of a blessed day,
In their chubby hands they carry,
Streaming all along the way.
Well we know them, never weary
Of this innocent surprise;
Waiting, watching, listening always
With full hearts and tender eyes,
While our little household angels,
White and golden in the sun,
Greet us with the sweet old welcome,
"Merry Christmas, every one!"
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Christmas, Merry Christmas
Poet: Nina Moore Tiffany
Christmas! Merry Christmas!
We greet it,we greet it with glee.
With laughter and singing,
So joyful are we.
It brings us full stockings
Cramm’d down to the toe,
And fine Christmas trees
On whose boughs presents grow.
But we know a reason
Far better than these,
For welcoming Christmas day;
Listen now, please. Dear
God sent a Christmas gift
Long, long ago,
To make people happy
And better, we know.
And so we, too, try
As the day comes each year,
To make our friends happy
And sad hearts to cheer.
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Christmas A Happy Time
Poet: J. S. Ogilvie
Sure, Christmas is a happy time
In spite of wintry weather.
For laugh, and song, and jest go round
When dear friends meet together:
And hearts are warm, and eyes beam bright.
In the ruddy glow of Christmas night!
Christmas Eve Poems
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Long Ago
Poet: Kate Whiting Patch
Long years ago in Bethlehem,
The gentle mother mild
Held close against her happy breast
The little Christmas child;
From heav'n the angels leaning sang
Goodwill and peace on earth!
And king and shepherd, side by side,
Hail'd the dear Christ-child's birth.
Ah, let the love which made that day
So wondrous sweet and pure,
Gladden and bless this Christmas tide,
Alike for rich and poor.
Then may we hear the angel song,
Which He, the undefiled,
Hear for His first sweet cradle song,
The little Christmas child.
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The First Christmas Carol
from St. Luke's Gospel
Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy,
which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day
in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you; ye shall find the babe
wrapped in swaddling clothes lying in a manger.
Glory to God in the highest, and
on earth peace, goodwill toward men.
Christmas Carol Poems
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We Cherish
Poet: Gladys Naomi Arnold
We cherish the sparkle of Christmas -
Shrieks of delight,
Greetings and laughter
When candles are bright;
We cherish the beauty of Christmas -
The quiet of night,
The silence of stars,
The glory of light;
We cherish the peace of Christmas -
A heart that sings,
An inner strength
That calmness brings.
Christmas Verses
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Sacrifices
Poet: Edgar A. Guest
Behind full many a gift there lies
A splendid tale of sacrifice.
On Christmas mom a mother's hand
About a young girl's neck will place
A trinket small, and she will stand
With radiant smiles upon her face
To see her daughter decked in gold,
Nor will she think, nor will she care
That she may suffer from the cold
Because that bauble glistens there.
A child will wake on Christmas Day
And find his stocking filled with toys;
The home will ring with laughter gay,
That boy be glad as richer boys.
And there a mother fond will sing
A song of joy to hear his shout.
Forgetting every needed thing
That she will have to do without.
A heart that's brimming o'er with love
Will suffer gladly for a friend,
And take no time in thinking of
How much it can afford to spend.
And suddenly on Christmas mom
Will gladness beam from shining eyes,
A gladness that alone was born
Of someone's willing sacrifice.
Let cynics scoff howe'er they will
And say but fools such presents give,
There'll be such sacrifices till
All human love shall cease to live.
'Twould be a dreary world of thrift.
Of barren ways, and sunless skies,
If no one ever gave a gift
That was not born of sacrifice.
The brightest gifts that us reward
Are those the givers can't afford.
Christmas Poems for Mom
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Life Is But A River
Poet: J. S. Ogilvie
O Life is but a river
And in our childhood we,
But a fair and running streamlet
Adorned with flowers, see.
But as we grow more earnest,
The river grows more deep,
And where we laughed in childhood.
We, older, pause to weep.
Each Christmas as it passes,
Some change to us doth bring,
Yet to our friends the closer,
As time creeps on, we cling.
Yuletide Poems
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Memories Of Christmas
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Memories of Christmas past
Memories that always last
Surround yourself with family and friends
Share the love that Christmas sends.
Memories of Christmas trees
Children smiling full of glee
Memories of houses full of lights
That seems to shine ever so bright.
But the most important memory of all
Is the story shared that the apostles recalled
The birth of a baby the angels also told
That story never grows old.
So all your memories keep in mind
But if you look for Jesus you will find
A peace that will be with you all year
You can share with others so dear.
Christmas Quotes
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Home At Christmas Time
Poet: Grinnell Willis
Once more at home, at Christmas time,
We gather at thy call,
Thy children and grandchildren,
We are coming, one and all.
From East and West we're coming,
A joyous, happy throng.
Our hearts are glad, and on our lips
The merry Christmas song.
We've had our own Saint Nicholas,
Our merry Christmas tree,
But better far than all of these,
We're coming home to thee.
Thy presence is our beacon light.
Our star by day, our guide by night.
God bless you both, your children pray,
And keep you safe for many a day.
Christmas Messages for Family
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Red, Green and Tinsel
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2011
So much to love about Christmas,
Who could ever say they don't.
Red and green everywhere,
How Christmas is so well known.
We love to see the houses,
Decorated so festively.
Tinsel so very shiny,
Can't wait to see my Christmas tree.
Can't forget the presents,
Under the big colorful tree.
Every year there's more than expected,
I'm so lucky, that is me.
Christmas Poems for Teachers
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Merry Christmas!
Poet: Mrs. Craik
It is the Xmas time:
And up and down, 'twixt heaven and earth.
In glorious grief and solemn mirth,
The shining angels climb;
And unto every thing
That lives and moves, for heaven, on earth,
The shining angels sing.
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It Is Christmas
by Jack McCraw
Some morning real soon I'll wake up and I'll say "Hooray! It's Christmas."
Then I'll think about filling my tummy with candy, nuts, fruits, cake, chicken, and lots of other goodies.
I'll think about my folks at home and I'll pray that they will have a real happy day too.
Of course I'll think about the Lord Jesus being born in the manger
And how the host of angels sang on His birthday.
King Herod wanted to kill the pretty baby, but I am glad that he did not get that done.
The Wise Men worshipped this little baby and the three men of Orient did also.
We must worship Him too, because He is still our Lord and He wants us to love Him.
I think about children in other lands who do not have a happy Christmas like we do in America.
I like to sing the nice carols that help to make Christmas gay.
All these are what Christmas means to me.
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