



Wishing You A Merry Christmas..
from the
Elk Township(on-line)
Site
with some
"Christmas
time Poems"

*The
Meaning of Christmas
Far away in Bethlehem, a Baby Boy was born;
Born with neither riches nor
with fame,
Yet Wise Men came from all around to bring to Him their gifts,
And
peace was felt by all who heard His name.
Angels watched Him as He slept, and gently rocked His bed;
Their voices
singing softly in His ear;
His Mother and His Father both gave thanks to God above
For
the greatest gift of all, their Son, so dear
They knew His life upon this earth would not be filled with wealth,
They
also knew He would encounter strife;
But most of all, they knew that He would
be a loving Child,
And teach the love of God throughout His life.
At Christmas, as we celebrate this Birth of Jesus Christ,
Let's keep in
mind the truth of Christmas Day;
For it's not the Christmas wrappings, nor the
gifts that lie within,
But our gift of love to others in every way...


Christmas
is a Time for Love
Christmas is a time for Love; a time for Joy and Peace;
A time to trim
the Christmas Tree and a time to stuff the geese.
It's a time when we can come
together, however far or near;
To shed a little hope into a world of sorrow and
fear.
Yet Christmas could be all year 'round, if only we would try
To gently
wipe an old man's brow or soothe a baby's cry.
If we could smile throughout the
year as we do on Christmas Day;
Just think what happiness we'd shed along life's
weary way.
To give a gift of Hope to one who otherwise has none;
To be a Friend to
somebody whom everyone else has shun.
To be Forgiving of our faults, and of our
sisters and our brothers;
To Live in Peace and Harmony with ourselves and with
each other.
Ah, don't you see that Christmas is more than opening up the gifts;
It's
more than singing Christmas Carols and rolling in big snow drifts.
It's a feeling
that can stay with you throughout each day, all year;
And all it takes is a loving
heart.....and a sensitive little tear...


Santa's
Lap
I like to visit Santa Claus
When Christmastime is near.
It's fun to
climb up on his lap
And whisper in his ear.
He says, "My dear, have you been good?
Have you done what Mother said
you should?
Do you brush your teeth and hair each day?
Are you kind to others
when you play?
I listen to each question
And answer every one.
Although I am ashamed
to say
I must say no to some.
But Santa never scares me;
He doesn't even scold.
He just says, "Try
again, my dear,
You're a fine lad, I am told."
Gee, I like to visit Santa Claus
When Christmastime is near.
It's fun
to climb up on his lap
And whisper in his ear...


Christmas
Queries
Mother, why do Christmas trees
And Christmas gifts and melodies
Here
and all around the earth
Celebrate the Christ child's birth?
Christmas trees are lighted for
The Savior's wondrous brilliant star
And
gifts we give to everyone
Because our father gave His son.
Songs are sung, for on that night
When earth was bathed in holy light
Jesus
came - so long ago -
And angels sang to tell us so...


Christmas
Star
A diamond shines no brighter
than that lovely Christmas star.
It shines
in all its brilliance;
it's seen from near or far.
A symbol of the Christ child
as
He lay upon the hay,
It tell to all the waiting world
a King was born that
day.
O Bethlehem Star keep shining -
give us faith and hope and love.
Keep
our thoughts forever turning
to the Savior up above.
Give us strength and hope
and courage
to do our best by far
And never falter in our faith
as we watch
that Christmas star...


The Night Christmas "2004" version
'T'was the night before Christmas
and all through the town
Not a sign of Baby Jesus
was anywhere to be found.
The people were all busy
with Christmas time chores
Like decorating, and baking,
and shopping in stores.
No one sang "Away in a manger,
no crib for a bed".
Instead, they sang of Santa
dressed-up in bright red.
Mama watched Martha Stewart,
Papa drank beer from a tap.
As hour upon hour
the presents they'd wrap
When what from the T.V.
did they suddenly hear?
'Cept an ad.. which told
! ;of a bi g sale at Sears.
So away to the mall
they all flew like a flash...
Buying things on credit...
and others with cash!
And, as they made their way home
From their trip to the mall,
Did they think about Jesus?
Oh, no... not at all.
Their lives were so busy
with their Christmas time things
No time to remember
Christ Jesus, the King.
There were presents to wrap
and cookies to bake.
How could they stop and remember
who died for their sake?
To pray to the Savior...
they had no time to stop.
Because they needed more time
to "Shop til they dropped!"
On Wal-mart! On K-mart!
On Target! On Penney's!
On Hallmark! On Zales!
A quick lunch at Denny's
From the big stores downtown
to the stores at the mall
They would dash away, dash away,
and visit them all!
And up on the roof,
there arose such a clatter
As grandpa hung icicle lights
up on his brand new step ladder.
He hung lights that would flash.
He hung lights that would twirl.
Yet, he never once prayed to Jesus...
Light o! f the Wo rld.
Christ's eyes... how they twinkle!
Christ's Spirit... how merry!
Christ's love... how enormous!
All our burdens... He'll carry!
So instead of being busy,
overworked, and uptight
Let's put Christ back in
Christmas and enjoy
some good nights!
Merry Christmas, my friends


My
Dad
This is not really a christmas poem but there is a lot of meaning to
be found here.
Read, think and enjoy.. Webbie :-)
Leave me alone, dad;
Why do you pressure me so ?
I'm on the phone,
dad;
No homework today, so go.
Your pressure is great, dad;
I don't
know what to do.
I often think it is hate, dad,
The pressure on me from you.
I
try the best I can, dad,
But it still isn't enough.
I feel like I'm the only
man, dad
That has it this tough.
You do not comprehend, dad,
The way
I feel.
You are unwilling to bend, dad;
Its almost unreal.
Please lighten
up, dad;
I'm only human.
No one can disrupt, dad;
My love for you, man.
But
this tears at me, dad;
I tell you now
So will you please be, dad,
A much
better pal.

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