Merry Christmas!
It's a wonderful feeling
Made all the more specials because
I know this is just the beginning
Of the understanding and
Trust we will share, for with the time.
Sometimes I feel like a flower, opening up beneath
The golden warmth of your love,
Responding to the sunshine
That the very sight of you brings
I want to know you completely...
I want to give all of myself to you.
Holding nothing back
Except for the mystery that
Allows us to be separate people~
Joined by one beautiful love.
Merry Christmas with all my love. |
A Letter From Santa
Claus
Tons of happiness filed Ronnie's head,
as he read what Santa had said.
For he had sent him a letter that night,
which filled his little heart with delight.
And as he read that letter more,
Santa walked right through the door,
He filled Ronnie with lots of joy,
as he handed him a new toy.
Santa was the jolliest of them all
His nose was like a little red ball
He had a beard that was flowing long,
he looked perfect, nothing was wrong.
He didn't want Santa to go
He went up the chimney, and a kiss he did blow.
After Santa shouted goodbye,
Ronnie smiled and began to sigh.
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Dear Mom and Dad
Of the favorite memories of our family,
Mom and Dad ,
Christmas rekindles all the best we've ever had~
The wonderful traditions you taught us,
And we kept from year to year
Added to each Holiday
To make it's meaning clear.
Your warmth, smiles and laughter
Kept us eager to believe
In the magic and wonder
That was part of Christmas Eve,
And though Christmas
Have come and gone,
It seems that wishes did come true,
In the lasting love our family shares
Because of the caring by both of you.
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Its that time of
the year again
Its that time of the year again
Jingles, laughter, parties and celebration.
To wish someone dear and close,
Miss someone the heart yearns,
To Remember to Good old times, fun we had,
Its that time of the year again.
Its that time of the year again,
When we dance, sing and party,
And get the best decorations on the tree
Its that time of the year again,
When Santa rules everyone's thoughts,
And you; mine. |
Christmas in the
air!
It's Christmas in the air!
Snowflakes in December
Children site with Santa's toys
Their gloves wiping crystalline ice,
Off shiny plastic
Our breath thick like fog
Mingles in oneness
As we stand back to
Look upon the completion
Of our Christmas trees
Giggling from heady wine
And feelings shared
It's Christmas in the air!
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Do you know it's
Christmas
Do you know it's Christmas,
A Little after Thanksgiving
And a shade before New Year,
A Day of triumphant light and love,
Love ~ the feeling you and I share, and
Light ~ it has brought to our lives.
This Christmas is very special !
I have been granted my secret wish
I have your lovely company.
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The Night Before
Christmas
- by Henry Livingston
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night." |
Merry Christmas Daddy
In loving memory of Frederick Herman
Tegtmeier (9/11/1928 - 12/28/2006)
The Christmas lights twinkle
and reflect in my tears,
as I suddenly realize
it's been almost a year.
My daddy left us
and his earthly home.
He's off in the heavens
to eternally roam.
As luck would have it,
he left his best in me;
from his sarcastic wit
to his "evil eye" gene.
My sons' didn't know
much of my dad.
Still they cherish what little
time that they had.
But long before leaving
his home here on earth,
we all gained from his values
of pride and self-worth.
So my happy memories
Must dull the pain,
and soothe my soul
'til I'm with daddy again.
Contributed by Debbie Tegtmeier
(dtegtmeier@comcast.net)
The good old days
Remember the good old days we spent
Snowballs, your face, and the gifts.
Laughers, tid-bits
Those long hours waiting for Santa,
And the gifts He left for us
Merry-making, friends, and the Church
Remembering the good old days, and an old friend like you
In the best of spirit
And wish you a very happy Christmas!
Christmas time
Its Christmas time again
The season of renewal
Love, faith, charity
And all that is beautiful
Chimes greatly in to every heart
Beating in celebrations
Of Spirit, togetherness, and affirmation.
The Holy Night
- by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem;
The dumb kine from their fodder turning them,
Softened their horn'd faces,
To almost human gazes
Toward the newly Born:
The simple shepherds from the star-lit brooks
Brought visionary looks,
As yet in their astonished hearing rung
The strange sweet angel-tongue:
The magi of the East, in sandals worn,
Knelt reverent, sweeping round,
With long pale beards, their gifts upon the ground,
The incense, myrrh, and gold
These baby hands were impotent to hold:
So let all earthlies and celestials wait
Upon thy royal state.
Sleep, sleep, my kingly One!
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