A Christmas Poem

Here Christmas has no snow

No bells to ring or bitter cold

There’re not many presents and the tree is sparse

But there is Christmas in our hearts

Here we appreciate

That Santa cannot ride his sled

The trees are high and I’m afraid

That he would crash his sled instead

But it is fine and all is well

Christmas time is simply swell

For it is the joy with which we celebrate

That makes the season really great!

It is the joy that makes it Christmas

Not Santa Claus and trees

It is the hope that makes it Christmas

Not the carols that we sing

For it’s on Christmas that we celebrate

The miracle of the light

Of the birth of our saviour

That first Christmas night

So the snow doesn’t matter

And neither does the cold

For it’s the Christmas in our hearts

That makes the season glow

Merry Christmas Everyone

May K.