Poet: Wilma Willett Fuchs
Again we trim the Christmas tree
And gaily deck each bough
A loving task of many years
As it was then, 'tis now.
We set the tree in holder firm,
Nxt fasten each small light,
And then upon the topmost point
We place the star of white.
We drape the tree with ropes of gold
And strands of shining silver,
And then upon each branch we hang
Ornaments that shimmer.
When the task is done we reminisce,
About the trees of the past.
We loved each one, yet vow this one
Is nicer than the last.
And as we gather round the tree,
Remembering other years,
There is a glisten in our eyes,
Perhaps from joy, from tears.
And while reflections of the past
Set every tree apart,
'Tis the same old Christmas spirit
Reflected in each heart.
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Poet: Sudie Stuart Hager
Nature, this Christmastide, has decked a tree.
It stands upon a hill, lit by the sun.
Its tinseled beads and strands shine brilliantly;
Its crystal ornaments are gloriously spun.
Its emerald needles will not droop and fade;
They will not lose their fragrance and be shed;
This tree will furnish spring and summer shade,
And rain-filled clouds will rest upon its head.
Trees, decked by man, adorn town windows; still
The season's loveliest tree stands on the hill.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
In the living room debate, a Christmas tree affair,
Real or fake, the dilemma we share.
The real tree boasted, "I'm the genuine deal,
Fir-scented glory, that's the real appeal!"
The artificial tree retorted with pride,
"No needles dropping, no mess to hide.
I'm symmetrical and always green,
A perfect tree, if you know what I mean."
The real tree scoffed, "You lack the charm,
No woodland spirit, no rustic disarm.
I'm tradition, I'm nature's own art,
Your plastic perfection can't play that part."
Artificial tree shrugged, "I'm low maintenance, you see,
No water needed, just plug and be free.
I'm eco-friendly, reusable grace,
No chopping me down, I'll last in one place."
In the corner, a compromise they found,
A fusion of both, peace all around.
Real and fake, a holiday team,
In unity, they created a festive dream.
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Poet; Elsie Natalie Brady
Christmas is a green pine tree
With fragrant needles, festively
Trimmed with ornament and gift
On each December twenty-fifth.
Christmas Quotes
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
The children's eyes are so bright
As we turn on the Christmas tree lights
They are so full of excitement and joy
They can't wait for the arrival of Santa and toys.
They put the decorations on the tree
Laughing and full of glee
But want they really want to see
Is presents under that Christmas tree.
Santa and our Christmas tree goes hand in hand. He unloads our presents under the tree and children go straight to the tree Christmas morning. Read more Santa Poems.
Written in the 1800s, the original song is attributed to August Zarnack of Germany. It has been said that Ernst Gebhard Anschutz adapted the original song into a Christmas song and added the 2 and 3rd verses.
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are your branches!
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are your branches!
Not only green in summer’s heat,
But also winter’s snow and sleet.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are your branches!
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree,
Of all the trees most lovely;
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree,
Of all the trees most lovely.
Each year you bring to us delight
With brightly shining Christmas light!
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree,
Of all the trees most lovely.
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree,
We learn from all your beauty;
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree,
We learn from all your beauty.
Your bright green leaves with festive
Give hope and strength throughout the year.
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree,
We learn from all your beauty.
Poet: Benjamin W. R. Tayler
Gather we 'round the Christmas-tree,
Sing hey, sing ho, for the Christmas-tree!
For its boughs are full, as we all may see.
With beautiful gifts for you and me.
Sing ho for the Christmas-tree!
A gun for Jack and a doll for Prue,
A knife for Ned and a sled for Sue,
And sweets for all of us, me and you.
And something for father and mother, too.
the joys which come from a Christmas true!
Sing hey, for the Christmas-tree!
Gather we 'roimd the Altar of God,
O sing, O kneel at the Altar of God!
For here we keep the Christmas tryst
With Christ at the Holy Eucharist,
O sing at the Altar of God!
For decked is His Temple with garlands rare.
And rich is His Altar with lilies fair;
O come in the Christ-Child's Name and share
In His Love with which no love can compare.
For the Christmas is poor if the Christ be not there,
O kneel at the Altar of God!
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Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Each year we buy an ornament for the tree
One that has memories of the past year.
Our Christmas tree is like a storybook
It brings back past years as we look.
Each year unwrapping the trimmings for the tree
Memories we talk about with glee.
