Poetry

My Counterpane Is Soft As Silk, My Blankets White As Creamy Milk . The Hay Was Soft 2 Him, I Know, Our Little Lord Of Long Ago. Above The Roof The Pigeons Fly In Silver Wheels Across The Sky. The Stable Doves They Cooed 2 Them, Mary & Christ In Bethlehem.

There are happy merry Christmas wishes and greetings poems especially for your relatives and friends with cute and beautiful pictures and wallpapers. It's That Time Of Year, When Ur So Dynamic. That Joyous Holiday Season Has Come It's Never A Fallible Time, This Season. All Children Radiant With Fun, Everyone Happy & Laughing. People Indulging In The Love Of The Season. The Special Day Looming Around The Corner. It's Everyone's Favorite Time Of Year.

The Wise Still Seek Him, They Look 2 The Morning Star They Follow Where He Leads No Matter How Far. They Come 2 Praise Him, To Worship & Adore The Wise Still Seek Him Wherever They are. The Wise Still Offer Him, Gifts From Their Hearts Faith, Trust & Love Nothing Keeps Them Apart. They Seek His Love, His Mercy & Grace The Wise Still Seek Him His Word They Embrace. The Wise Still Seek Him, This Babe, The Child, Their Christ For They Know His Life ... Came At a Great Price...!!!

It Is Christmas In The Mansion, Yule Log Fires & Silken Frocks; It Is Christmas In The Cottage, Mother’s Filling Little Socks. It Is Christmas on The Highway, In The Thronging, Busy Mart; But The Dearest Truest Christmas Is The Christmas In The Heart...!!!

When  Christmas Comes . I Have A List Of Folks I Know, All Written In A Book, & Every Year When Christmas Comes , I Go & Take A Look & That Is When I Realize That These Names R A Part, Not Of The Book They R Write In, But Really F My Heart For Each Name Stands For Someone Who Has Cossed My Path Sometime, & In The Meeting They've Become The Rhythm In Each Rhyme & While It Sounds Fantastic For Me 2 Make This Claim, I Really Feel That I'm Composed Of Each Remembered Name & While & May Not B Aware Of Any Special Link, Just Meeting U Has Changed My Life A Lot More Than U Think For Once I've Met Somebody, The Years Cannot Erase, The Memory Of A Pleasant Word Or Of A Friendly Face

A Stable Lamp Is Lighted Whose Glow Shall Wake The Sky; The Stars Shall Bend Their Voices, & Every Stone Shall Cry. and Every Stone Shall Cry, & Straw Like Gold Shall Shine; A Barn Shall Harbor Heaven, A Stall Become A Shrine. This Child Through David's City Shall Ride In Triumph By; The Palm Shall Strew Its Branches, & Every Stone Shall Cry. & Every Stone Shall Cry, Though Heavy, Dull, & Dumb, & Lie Within The Roadway To Pave His Kingdom Come . Yet He Shall B Forsaken, & Yielded Up 2 Die; The Sky Shall Groan & Darken, & Every Stone Shall Cry. & Every S tone Shall Cry For Stony Hearts Of Men. GOD’s Blood Upon The Spearhead, GOD’s Love Refused Again.

Christmas Eve , & Twelve Of The Clock. "Now They R All On Their Knees," An Elder Said As V Sat In A Flock By The Embers In Hearth side Ease. We Pictured The Meek Mild Creatures Where They Dwelt In Their Straw Pen, Nor Did It Occur 2 One Of Us There 2 Doubt They Were Kneeling Then. So Fair A Fancy Few Would Weave In These Years! Yet, I Feel, If Someone Said On Christmas Eve , "Come See The Oxen Kneel" "In The Lonely Barton By Yonder Comb Our Childhood Used 2 Know," I Should Go With Him In The Gloom, Hoping It Might B So...!!!