Christmas Evening: Come we are at last to the end of Christmas Day Food mostly eaten, family & friends gone away Gifts stacked in corners of each and every room
By Andrew C McDonald2 years ago in Poets
In winter's embrace, 'neath the mistletoe's spell, I stumbled upon a love story to tell. With twinkling lights and a whispering breeze,
By Tehillah Alozie2 years ago in Poets
Santa has completed his work for the year He wants you all to know that he will always be near And that he holds all you good children, dear
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
In Nazareth's embrace, two thousand years ago, A tale unfolds in whispers, of Mary and her beau. In a modest dwelling, a young girl named Mary,
By Sher2 years ago in Poets
home awaits us by the embrace of everwarm candlelight carols -------------------------- Thank you for reading! Wishing you a holiday season be filled with joy, warmth, and peace in the circle of those you love!
By R.I. Károly2 years ago in Poets
Twas the night before Christmas that's when I saw Santa. The human was stirring not even animal. I saw him putting presents under the tree.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)2 years ago in Poets
Back from Midnight Mass, blessings reflected, O Holy Night sung. Dishes are washed, Presents all wrapped; The stockings are hung.
By Judey Kalchik 2 years ago in Poets
It was there in a manger that first Christmas morn In a beautiful package, our Savior was born He was born with a purpose, so believers could win
By Earl W. Pearl2 years ago in Poets
Merry Christmas. Let’s awaken to a time so pleasant and rush to the trees to open our presents. Merry Christmas. It only comes once a year, so while it’s here let’s enjoy this holiday cheer.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Twas the night before Christmas Doesn’t feel like Christmas at all I’ve wrapped up the presents That I picked up at the mall
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
One eve in December The land bedecked with snow We close our eyes and remember, * In the hearth, a dying ember Continues, dimly, to glow,
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Poets
It’s the end of the day Take me to the house of cards Take to where the bards play Take me out to the yard Where we can be merry
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
