Joy to the world




Christmas Collage

Christams is candles and new-fallen snow,

Christmas is holly and fresh mistletoe

Is's trimming the tree and decking the hall

And shopping for gifts at the nearest mall.


It's carolers strolling down the street,

And wishing "Merry Christmas" to folks you meet;

Christmas is tree with star perched high,

Lights winking and blinking at passersby.


It's going to church on Christmas Eve

To watch young children play make-believe

With gauzy wings and halos on heads;

It's an infant child aslepp in His bed.


Christmas is secrets ans whispers and such,

Gaily wrapped packages you mustn't touch;

All this and much more is surely the reason

Christmas isn't just a day ... it's a season!


Bernice Phillips




Christmas Memories

Christmas Memories

Softly falls the winter darkness

While I sit beside this tree -

Decked with ornaments of silver,

Trimmed with precious memories.


Lumpy wreaths of salt and flour,

Clothespin reindeer, wiggly-eyed;

Crocheted snowflakes, baby angels,

Golden horns with ribbons tied.


Tiny lights of blue and scarlet

Sparkling in the festive room;

Standing tall, the stately pine tree

Fills the air with its perfume.


All too soon, I'll turn the lights off,

Put the ornaments away,

Wrap the angel up in tissue

For another Christmas Day.


So I sit here in the darkness

With my dreams of Christmas past,

Lost in quiet reminiscence...

For the years go by so fast.


Dawn E. McCormick




Christmas is a time for love


Christmas is a time for love and fun,

A time to reshape souls and roots and skies,

A time to give your heart to everyone

Freely, like a rich and lavish sun,

Like a burning star to those whose lonely sighs

Show need of such a time for love and fun.

For children first, whose pain is never done,

Whose bright white fire of anguish never dies,

It's time to give your heart to every one,

That not one angel fall, to hatred won

For lack of ears to listen to her cries,

Or arms to carry him towards love and fun,

Or friends to care what happens on the run

To adult life, where joy or sadness lies.

It's time to give your heart to everyone,

For God loves all, and turns His back on none,

Good or twisted, ignorant or wise.

Christmas is a time for love and fun,

A time to give your heart to everyone.


Nicholas Gordon




Little Donkey

Little donkey, little donkey,

On the dusty road.

Got to keep on plodding onwards,

With your precious load.


Been a long time, little donkey,

Through the winter’s night.

Don’t give up now, little donkey,

Bethlehem’s in sight


Ring out those bells tonight

Bethlehem, Bethlehem.

Follow that star tonight,

Bethlehem, Bethlehem.


Little donkey, little donkey,

Had a heavy day.

Little donkey, carry Mary

Safely on her way.


Little donkey, little donkey,

On the dusty road.

There are wise men waiting for a

Sign to bring them here.


Do not falter, little donkey,

There’s a star ahead.

It will guide you, little donkey,

To a cattle shed.














Weihnacht Zauber der Vergangenheit


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