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Saturday, February 7, 2015

My Birthday





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8th February 2015


December



It's hard to think of anything
But Christmas in December.
There's so much to look forward to
And so much to remember

7th February 2015


December



In December we're happy
Whatever the weather
For Christmas helps people
Be happy together.

A carpet of snow
Covers the ground,
The sweet sound of carols
Is heard all around.

Candles and stars
And Christmas tree lights
Twinkle and glow
In the velvet night.

6th February 2015


December



Trimming trees in stocking feet
Eating all we want to eat.
Giving presents to our friends
This is how the whole year ends.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

5th February 2015

Holy Angels, And Blest




Holy angels, and blest,
Through these palms as ye sweep,
Hold their branches at rest,
For my Babe is asleep.

And ye, Bethlehem palm-trees,
As stormy winds rush
In tempest and fury,
Your angry noise hush;

Move gently, move gently,
Restrain your wild sweep;
Hold your branches at rest,
My Babe is asleep.

4th February 2015


A Christmas Poem


In The bleak mid-winter
Frosty winds made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter,
Long ago.
 
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When he comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty
Jesus Christ.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

3rd February 2015


The Power of Christmas


The weather is not how we want it to be.
The sky is all dark
And filled with unfriendly clouds.
But that’s outside.

Inside, the house is warm and toasty
As we gather around the tree,
Holding hands and singing carols
Making our own bright Summer.

It’s the Power of Christmas.

2nd February 2015

Away In A Manger


Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.

The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
but little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.

I love thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,

And stay by my side until morning is nigh.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

1st February 2015





"What is Christmas? 
It is tenderness for the past, 
courage for the present, 
hope for the future.
 It is a fervent wish that every cup 
may overflow with blessings rich and eternal,
 and that every path may lead to peace."

31st January 2015



"When we remember a special Christmas,
 it is not the presents that made it special, 
but the laughter, the feeling of love, 
and the togetherness of friends and family
 that made that Christmas special."

30th January 2015


Auld Lang Syne



Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine;
But we've wandered mony a weary fit
Sin' auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidled i' the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And there's a hand, my trusty fiere,
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught

For auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

29th January 2015


T'was the night before Christmas





Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

28th January 2015

Christmas Secrets



I know so many secrets
Such secrets full of fun;
But if you hear my secrets,
Please don't tell anyone.
Here are some lights that twinkle,
Here is an ornament.
Here is a great big present
From Grandpa it was sent.
And on the very tip-tip top,
An angel you can see,
What is the secret? Can't you tell?
Why, it's a Christmas tree!

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

27th January 2015




Christmas is a holiday for friends,
However they may be, or not, related.
Remember that the three wise kings were strangers
In search of one remote, uncanny dream.
So may we all be far more than we seem,
Together bound for dark and haunting changes,
More lovely for the loves we have created
Along the lonely paths from means to ends,
Stumbling towards that star of Bethlehem

Monday, January 26, 2015

26th January 2015



How lovely 'tis to take this time
To greet our dearest friends,
To wish them health and happiness
Before the old year ends.

Darkness comes late afternoon
And winter lies ahead,
But friendship is a glowing fire
When all seems cold and dead.






Just as in some vacant barn,
Unnoticed in the night,
The whole of human history turns,
So we, too, make things right.

We must keep alive the flame
Though darkness grip the Earth;
For in the love we find in friends
Is our chance for rebirth.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

25th January 2015




Miracles have a way of making news.
Even skeptics stare at parted seas.
Religious or not--Christians, Muslims, Jews--
Resurrection brings them to their knees!

Years ago, miracles were in vogue:
Christ and Moses wowed the willing crowds;
Holy icons healed both saint and rogue;
Rare wonders were ascribed to cups and shrouds.

In our time miracles are everyday,
So few can hope to grab us, or astound.
The mysteries that clutter up our way
May seem much more perplexing than profound.

And yet life is miraculous: to be
Surpasses any wonder we might see.


24th January 2015



Though this may be our Christmas last, 
It is a time of cheer.
We dance within a theater vast,
Yet live from year to year.

All that we have shared remains 
Within when we are gone,
Just as a house, though long since dust,
Might well remain a home.

And so we lift this glass of joy 
Once more on Christmas Eve,
For time ought not such times destroy,
Nor gifts untimely leave.

Friday, January 23, 2015

23rd January 2015

Candlelit Heart



Somewhere across the winter world tonight
You will be hearing chimes that fill the air;
Christmas extends its all-enfolding light
Across the distance...something we can share.

You will be singing, just the same as I,
These familiar songs we know so well,
And you will see these same stars in your sky
And wish upon that brightest one that fell.

I shall remember you and trim my tree,
One shining star upon the topmost bough;
I will hang wreaths of faith that all may see --
Tonight I glimpse beyond the hear and now.
And all the time that we must be apart

I keep a candle in my heart.



22nd January 2015

Christmas Past




Each Christmas I remember
The ones of long ago;
I see our mantelpiece adorned
With stockings in a row.

Each Christmas finds me dreaming
Of days that used to be,
When we hid presents here and there,
For all the family.

Each Christmas I remember
The fragrance in the air,
Of roasting turkey and mince pies
And cookies everywhere.

Each Christmas finds me longing
For Christmases now past,
And I am back in childhood
As long as memories last

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

21st January 2015

A Song Was Heard At Christmas




. A song was heard at Christmas
To wake the midnight sky:
A saviour's birth, and peace on earth,
And praise to God on high.

The angels sang at Christmas
With all the hosts above,
And still we sing the newborn King

His glory and his love.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

20th January 2015

A Song Was Heard At Christmas

A song was heard at Christmas
To wake the midnight sky
A saviour's birth, and peace on earth,
And praise to God on high.

The angels sang at Christmas
With all the hosts above,
And still we sing the newborn King
His glory and love.

19th January 2015

A Christmas Wish
I'd like a stocking made for a giant,
And a meeting house full of toys,
Then I'd go out in a happy hunt
For the poor little girls and boys;
Up the street and down the street,
And across and over the town,
I'd search and find them everyone,
Before the sun went down.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

18th January 2015

Christmas Past
Each Christmas I remember
The ones of long ago;
I see our mantelpiece adorned
With stockings in a row.

Each Christmas finds me dreaming
Of days that used to be,
When we hid presents here and there,
For all the family

Each Christmas I remember
The fragrance in the air,
Of roasting turkey and mince pies
And cookies everywhere.

Each Christmas finds me longing
For Christmases now past,
And I am back in childhood
As long as memories last

17th January 2015

 

 Let Christmas be everyday.  


  Christmas is forever, not for just one day,for loving, sharing, giving, are not to put away like bells and lights and tinsel, in some box upon a shelf.

The good you do for others is good you do yourself.


Wednesday, January 14, 2015

14th January 2014

I feel the Spirit of Christmas around me tonight.  So I am posting to lovely wishes for Christmas tonight. I hope you love what I have posted.




Tuesday, January 13, 2015

13th January 2015


I don't know about you, but Christmas is definitely my favorite holiday. The tree, the lights, all the presents to unwrap. Could there be anything more magical than that?! :) Merry Christmas!


Monday, January 12, 2015

12th January 2015



From home to home and heart to heart., from one place to another, the warmth and joy of Christmas brings us closer to each other.



Sunday, January 11, 2015

11th January 2015


Merry Christmas

Carols in the distance
Laughter everywhere
I can smell Christmas
Floating in the air

Candy canes and bon bons
Angels top the tree
There's present over yonder
One for you and me

Tinsel wrapping round and round
Candles light the night
Making Santa's journey
Sparkly and bright

A very Merry Christmas
To your family my friend
May your Nre Year bring happiness
and may the joyful times not end

Saturday, January 10, 2015

10th January 2015

Those Who Are Dear

The turkey's bought and will soon be stuffed;
 The guest room's ready, the pillows fluffed.
 The closet's full of holiday gifts;
The snow is here, piled up in drifts.



Our plans are made for the coming New Year;
Now it's time to contemplate those who are dear.
 We're thinking of you and how special you are;
 Next to your name, we've put a star.

“Why?” you ask; well here's a clue:
 We feel so blessed that we know you.

Happy Holidays!

Thursday, January 8, 2015

9th January 2015



Merry Christmas and Happy New Year



We're wishing you a Christmas
 Full of laughter, love and light,
 With delicious holiday foods
 To excite your appetite.

We're hoping you receive
 Delightful gifts to make you smile,
 With family and friends
To love you all the while.

We wish you a Merry Christmas;
 May your Christmas dreams come true,
 And when Christmas is over,
 Happy New Year, too!

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

8th January 2015


Christmas Love

At Christmastime I think of all the gifts
 That bring me great delight and sweet surprise,
 But nothing in this world can bring such joy
 As you do, when you look into my eyes.

And when I contemplate what Christmas means,
 The caring and the giving--I confess,
You've given me the things I want the most:
Your love, your touch, your kiss, your warm caress.


The Christmas tree reminds me, with its lights
 That just the thought of you sets me aglow;
 You light me up from deep within my heart,
 Because I cherish you, and love you so.

With you it's Christmas all the time, sweetheart.
 I treasure every hour and every minute.
 Your love is all I'll ever want because,
 My life is so fulfilling with you in it.

Teach the Children the true meaning of Christmas


I just finished the household chores for the night and was preparing to go to bed, when I heard a noise in the front of the house. I opened the door to the front room and to my surprise, Santa himself stepped out from behind the Christmas tree. He placed his finger over his mouth so I would not cry out.


"What are you doing?" I started to ask. The words choked up in my throat, and I saw he had tears in his eyes. His usual jolly manner was gone. Gone was the eager, boisterous character we all know.

He then answered me with a simple statement.
 "TEACH THE CHILDREN!"
I was puzzled; what did he mean? He guessed my question, and with one quick movement pulled a miniature toy bag from behind the tree



As I stood puzzled, Santa said, "Teach the children! Teach them the old meaning of Christmas. The meaning that now-a-days Christmas has forgotten."


Santa then reached in his bag and pulled out a FIR TREE and placed it in front of the fire place. "Teach the children that the pure green colour of the stately fir tree remains green all year round, representing the everlasting hope of mankind, all the needles point heavenward, making it a symbol of man's thoughts turning toward heaven."
He again reached into his bag and pulled out a brilliant STAR.


"Teach the children that the star was the heavenly sign of promises long ago. God promised a Saviour for the world, and the star was the sign of fulfillment of His promise."
He then reached into his bag and pulled out a CANDLE


"Teach the children that the candle symbolises that Christ is the light of the world, and when we see this great light we are reminded of Jesus who fills our lives with light."
Once again he reached into his bag and removed a WREATH and placed it on the tree.


"Teach the children that the wreath symbolises the real nature of love. Real love never ceases, like Gods love which has no beginning or end."
He then pulled from his bag an ornament of HIMSELF


"Teach the children that the holly plant represents immortality. It represents the crown of thorns worn by our Saviour. The red holly represents the blood shed by Him."
Next he pulled from his bag a GIFT


and said, 
"Teach the children that God so loved the world that HE gave us HIS only SON... We thank God for his very special gift."


"Teach the children that the wise men bowed before the Holy Baby and gave HIM gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. We should always give gifts in the same spirit of the wise men."
Santa then reached in his bag and pulled out a SUGAR CANE and hung it on the tree.


He reached in again and pulled out an ANGEL. 


"Teach the children that it was the angels that announced the glorious news of the Saviour's birth. The angels sang 'Glory to God in the highest, on earth peace and good will toward men."
Suddenly, I heard a soft twinkling sound, and from his bag he pulled out a BELL.


"Teach the children that as the lost sheep are found by the sound of the bell, it should ring to guide us to God. The bell symbolises guidance and return. It reminds us that we are all precious in the eyes of God."
Santa looked back and was pleased. I saw the twinkle in his eyes as he said:



"Remember, teach the children the true meaning of Christmas and do not put me in the centre, for I am but an humble servant of the One that is, and I bow down to worship HIM, our LORD, our GOD."