I am especially pleased to share these Christmas poems with you, because 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, and I hope your Christmas will be a little more merry for having visited. (Please email a request for permission before using and include full copyright information on every copy. For internet use, a link back to this site is required.)
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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.
Beware the charming Christmas squirrel.
He gathers nuts and such.
His look is soft and fluffy, but
don’t trust the rogue too much.
How bright the sky, how still the night
when all the world received His light.
With joy and hope, we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ.
We speak of His example, of His love and sacrifice.
Our voices raise in carols praising Him, each sacred strain
a witness that the Lord did come and sank beneath our pain
to take our sins upon Himself, a perfect gift of love,
from our own Elder Brother, He who waits for us above.
One melancholy sight to see:
a brittle, barren Christmas tree.
The lights that twinkled are no more,
pine needles lie upon the floor,
Sometimes I dream our manger scene
is brought to life at night.
The darkness yields to shepherds’ fields
and one star, shining bright.