Christmas Poems


Have yourself a Merry little Christmas Let your heart be light,
From now on our troubles will be out of sight,
Have yourself a Merry little Christmas, make the yuletide gay.
From now on our troubles will be far away.
Here we are, as in olden days, happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us, gather near to us once more.
Through the years we all will be together, If the fates allow,
Hang a shining star upon the highest bow,
And have yourself a Merry Little Christmas now.


"The Secret Of Christmas"

It's not the glow you feel when snow appears,
It's not the Christmas card you've sent for years,
Not the joyful sound when sleigh bells ring,
Or the merry songs children sing.

The little things you do on Christmas Day
Will not bring back the friend you've turned away.
So may I suggest the secret of Christmas
Is not the things you do at Christmas time,
But the little things you do all year through.


The snow has fallen gently
On meadow, tree and brush
To create a tranquil silence,
An almost sacred hush.
To view a winter landscape
At such a time as this
I to know a deep contentement
And unearthly kind of bliss.
It serves to make one humble
To feel His blessing flow
When God speaks in a whisper
with the lovely, silent snow.
by Ned Nichols


CHRISTMAS LOVE TO YOU
I'VE NOTHING ELSE TO OFFER,
SO, TO YOU, IT'S LOVE I'LL SEND.
IT'S NOTHING THAT I BORROWED.
AND IT'S NOTHING THAT I'D LEND

IT HAS NO DOLLAR VALUE,
AND IT CAN'T BE OVERUSED;
IT ISN'T FRAGILE, SO IT CAN'T BREAK,
THOUGH, OFTEN, IT'S ABUSED.

I'VE GIVEN IT TO OTHERS,
BUT EACH TIME IT'S UNIQUE.
IT'S MEANING'S ALWAYS DIFFERENT;
IT DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU SEEK.

IT'S SOMETHING YOU CAN STORE AWAY
TO FEEL WHEN YOU'RE IN NEED,
BUT NEVER IS IT ON DISPLAY;
IT'S BEAUTY CAN'T BE SEEN.

I'M GIVING IT "NO STRINGS ATTACHED",
NO COSTLY WARRANTY.
THIS LOVE THAT I AM SENDING
HAS A LIFETIME GUARANTEE.


I'll be home for Christmas;
You can plan on one.
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams.
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams.


A Mother's Christmas Wish

Come dear family, gather 'round our Christmas tree;
Let us spend a little time in love and harmony.
Tomorrow we will celebrate the birth of Christ our Lord,
But I've a wish this year to see it's meaning's not ignored.

The gifts are neatly set about with names and tags and bows.
And Christmas goodies are in sight, the stockings are in rows.
But as I look into your faces, what I wish to see.
Is a love for Christ our Savior, not "What's Santa bringing me?"

Each time one of you were born and laid here in my arm,
I thought about the Christ child in the manger safe and warm.
I thought of how his life began, and all the things he taught.
I thought of how he died for us--that death could conquer not.

I wonder how his face would look, if these gifts to him we gave;
shirt, a train, a story book. .which of these would he save?
I think he'd rather see us give kindness to each other
To say our thanks and give our love to him, our oldest brother.

So, as the colored Christmas lights are blinking in your heads,
I hope to find you each with love, kneeling at your beds,
And giving him a birthday wish that will be sure to please:
Just vow to love your fellow man, and promise from your knees.

Then in the morning when you pass your Christmas gifts around,
Give the gift of love and joy. .let true peace here be found.
For Jesus will be here to join, he's told us so, you see.
"If you do it unto the least of these. .you do it unto me."

--Suzanne Dean