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A Christmas Story
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Christmas is a time of wonder
for every girl and boy
Mom’s baking cakes and cookies
for the family to enjoy
When smiles are so contagious
that no one can resist
Mistletoe hangs in the doorway
for someone to be kissed
The lights are shining brightly
while Christmas music plays
The children’s eyes do sparkle
while counting down the days
As they wait for Christmas Eve
when Santa Claus will come
Putting presents underneath the tree
and disappearing when it’s done
But in the glitz and glitter
so much has been lost
When such ado is made
of Rudolf and Jack Frost
All the wrapping of presents
with ribbons and bright bows
Done amid the watching of
all the cartoon Christmas shows
What’s all but forgotten
in so many homes today
How we first did celebrate
the One who came this day
‘Twas a long, long time ago
in the town of Bethlehem
When a couple came from Nazareth
and a child was born to them
Where a stable full of animals
were to witness His birth
With a manager for His bed
God‘s gift to all the earth
Shepherd’s tending to their sheep
in the darkest of the night
When the sky became lit up
by a star ever so bright
The air filled with music
as angels appeared to sing
With voices soft and soothing,
“Glory to the Newborn King!”
The awe-struck shepherd’s ran
then to the stables to see
Desiring to get one glimpse
of heaven’s most Holy Baby
When they entered therein
and saw the manger bed
They knew that He was special
just as the angels said
Three magi came bearing gifts
from out of the east
To give to the Newborn King
Who’d become the most and least
The star’s appearance was foretold
that it would lead their way
To where the Savior of the world
would be born on this day
They fell down to their knees
as homage to Him paid
With rejoicing and in wonder
gifts at His feet laid
So now you know my children
how all of this began
With most blessed birth of
the Holy Son Of Man
And it’s up to you
let it not be forgotten
How all of this is for
God’s only Son begotten!
Teresa Marie 2/27/09 – revised 12/18/11 ©
http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-picnic-week-18-snow-december.html
The Package
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With the snow coming down
and mounting on the ground
a package to be found
by the whomever came around
And so it was there
that the mother polar bear
did stop at it to stare
to wonder why and where
From which it did appear
for there were none near
in the silence ever clear
as at it she did peer
The decision then was made
like a child in an arcade
great joy by her displayed
for the gift at her nose laid
So she saw was fit
for her to open it
and what a surprise did get
with all her eyes then met
Santa had brought her meat
oh what a wonderous treat
for her children to eat
in their first Christmas feast!!
Teresa Marie 12/18/11 ©
http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetry-picnic-week-18-snow-december.html


























