Holiday Poem Collection

Merry Christmas From Heaven This Very Special Poem was read the first year we lost our mother at Christmastime. Written by John Mooney the Poem Card reads: I still hear the songs, I still see the lights I still feel your love on cold wintry nights I still share your hopes and all of your cares I'll even remind you to still say your prayers I just want to tell you, you still make me proud You stand head and shoulders above all the crowd Keep trying each moment to stay in his grace I came here before you to help set your place You don't have to be perfect all the time He forgives you the slip, if you continue the climb To my family and friends Please be thankful today I'm still close beside you, In a new special way I love you all dearly Now don't shed a tear Cause I'm spending my Christmas with Jesus this year. Help Wanted Santa needs new reindeer. The first bunch has grown old. Dasher has arthritis; Comet hates the cold. Prancer's sick of staring at Dancer's big behind. Cupid married Blitzen and Donder lost his mind. Dancer's mad at Vixen for stepping on his toes. Vixen's being thrown out— she laughed at Rudolph's nose. If you are a reindeer we hope you will apply. There is just one tricky part: You must know how to fly. By Timothy Tocher The First Christmas It never snows at Christmas in that dry and dusty land. Instead of freezing blizzards, there are palms and drifting sands, and years ago a stable and a most unusual star and three wise men who followed it, by camel, not by car, while, sleepy on the quiet hills, a shepherd gave a cry. He'd seen a crowd of angels in the silent starlit sky. In the stable, ox and ass stood very still and calm and gazed upon the baby, safe and snug in Mary's arms. And Joseph, lost in shadows, face lit by an oil lamp's glow stood wondering, that first Christmas Day, two thousand years ago By Marian Swinger Read more from: Macmillan Collector's Library Thanks For Visiting