| Christmas.......... is a simple toy bought from a ten-cent store to cheer a child's heart and fill his world with tranquil joy. Christmas.......... is a cunning gift schemed for a teener to give him the feeling and the happiness that only angels lift. Chrismas.......... is a tinsel-wrapped cartoon containing token or a gift edged card filled sweet-nothings that make the fools and lovers moon. Christmas.......... is a misdeed forgiven a wrong repaired a sin atoned a love required a gift sanctioned by heaven. Christmas.......... is an empty word should pride and sin should greed and lust obstruct the light of sincere love - Our gift from the Savior and the Lord. |
| CHRISTMAS |
| by Amy MacLim |
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| Click and read my Mother's POETRY | Amor | An Apostrophe | Beyond Forgetting | Bitter Ecstacy | | Changeless | Christmas | Come Oblivion | Czarina | | Effigi | Emptiness | Footfalls | Hunger | Infatuation | Leilani | | Liberami | Lilies of the Fields | Marissa | Mia Culpa | | Nocturne | Nostalgia | Prayer | Stardust | Stow Away | | To Adonis | To An African Daisy | To Janus | | World Apart | Yuletide 1966 | |
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| All poems posted in this sight are copyright 2005 Mom's Gentle Thoughts. All rights reserved. |
| Christendom rejoices another year resurrecting songs of old reverbarations of angelic voices echoing thru the air as did in distant bethlehem two thousand years ago. amid all else the enmities of our brothers Christian and heathen the passing glitter of transient joys the calamities by catastrophic Nature wrought calloused hearts still go unheeding to the raps of a suffering many a replica of the unconcerned inkeepers refusing to shelter the coming Babe falling upon his knees the Christian remembers there is a god who saves him from the turmoil the new Deluge - for we are but human carols abraise the roughened fiber of malicious argument voices of the angels is once again echo through the years PEACE ON EARTH GOODWILL TO MEN! - We are but a repetition of paradise now clothed is vestments of civilization stripped of all we are the image of sinning Adam and the irrestible Eve - victims of the scheming serpent waiting thousands of years for the DELIVRANCE! |
| YULETIDE 1966 |
| by Amy MacLim |
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