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Christmas - Please Come Home
by Tony WhitakerI hear the fireplace crackle
Christmas music fills the air
Such sounds of the season,
Fills us with a special joy
And miles of smiles to share
Presents are sitting silent
Beneath our bejeweled trees
Each gaily painted package
Beckons back to us
Where all the shine that glitters
Fills us with a certain glee
But let us now remember
When God gave to each of us
His only begotten Son
Our King was then delivered
Not into some pristine palace
But into some meager manger
As His life bespoke begun
A feast now fills our table
It is You we now embrace
For bestowing upon each one of us
With Your love,then Your life
Dear Lord
Which gave us your redeeming Grace
12/25/2011 Posted on 12/25/2011
Copyright © 2025 Tony Whitaker
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 12/25/11 at 06:50 PM ...tony, a walking hand in hand delight. |
| Posted by Lori Blair on 12/26/11 at 04:13 AM And now I hold my breath in prayer to each word you write so sincere..thank you entirely so! A heart that sings in praise! |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/28/11 at 03:42 PM Beautiful stuff, man. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 01/02/12 at 04:35 AM This is beautiful, with an interesting rhythm. Joys of the season to you. |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 01/11/12 at 11:38 PM Humbling material -- not meant to be an oxymoron :> Hope you had a good one... |
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