Christmas Joys
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
Photo ©2016, Anita Schiller Terry
At Christmas, simple things are best:
A family meal, a day of rest,
A sprig of holly on the tree,
A sweet noel, sung joyfully.
I am especially pleased to share these Christmas poems with you. They are near and dear to my heart. The celebration of Christ’s birth is such a joyful occasion that I can’t help trying to capture it in verse. I hope your Christmas will be a little more merry for having visited. (Please email a request for permission before using my Christmas poems. Include full copyright information on every copy. For internet use, a link back to this site is required.)
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
At Christmas, simple things are best:
A family meal, a day of rest,
A sprig of holly on the tree,
A sweet noel, sung joyfully.
Our hearts are turned to thee, dear Lord,
on this and every Christmas day.
Thy loving grace hath set us free
to give sorrow and sin away.
When every guest has taken leave,
and gifts are all unwrapped and gone,
I take a little time to grieve
before good memories linger on.
The creatures of the forest
were gathered all around.
The day was Christmas morning.
Soft snow lay on the ground.
A child was given to the world
one perfect, starlit night.
He came to bless us with His truth
and fill our souls with light.
He was the Son of God and Mary,
human yet divine,
the only One who had the pow’r
to take your sins and mine.
One quiet night in Bethlehem,
One rough and lonely manger bed.
One star as bright as breaking day,
One Baby nestled in the hay.
The greatest story that was ever told
has naught to do with soldiers, brave and strong.
It makes no boast of golden treasure found,
nor causes lost, nor valiant battle song.
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Beware the charming Christmas squirrel.
He gathers nuts and such.
His look is soft and fluffy, but
don’t trust the rogue too much.