A Christmas Poem

The holiday pies baking
The stockings now hung
The sweet smell of spice
Floats up through our home

The tree stands in the corner
Decked with baubles and bows
Presents wrapped brightly
Await the Christmas morn

Lights twinkle in the darkness
The fire warmly glows
Dreams of a holiday together
Kissing beneath the mistletoe

The manger awaits the baby
The animals bellowing low
The star shines the way brightly
As the world waits below

A royal birth is heralded
By angel choirs on high
Christ, the loving Savior
Was born on Christmas nigh

The joy on Christmas morning
Is not from presents galore
Our joy is the lowly birth
Of the Savior of our soul

I wish you a Merry Christmas
Joy to the family far and near
Christ’s Blessing upon you
And peace in the coming year

Blessings,

Yvonne M Morgan, #Blogger, #Speaker, #Writer

Matthew 28:19 “Therefore, GO and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.”

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