Tuesday, 25 December 2018

Blogmas Day 25: I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day - Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play, 
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men. 

I thought how, as the day had come, 
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along th'unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men. 

And in despair I bowed my head: 
'There is no peace on earth, ' I said 
'For hate is strong, and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.' 

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: 
'God is not dead, nor doth He sleep; 
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail, 
With peace on earth, good will to men.'

Till, ringing, singing on its way, 
The world revolved from night to day
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime, 
Of peace on earth, good will to men.







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From Me and my Family to you and yours, have a very Merry Christmas. 

Monday, 24 December 2018

Blogmas Day 24: Twas The Night Before Christmas - Clement Clarke Moore



'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 our brains for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my 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 a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he 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 Blixen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the housetop 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 head, 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 pedler 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 on 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 bowl full 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!"


Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/twas-the-night-before-christmas-by-clement-clarke-moore

Sunday, 23 December 2018

Blogmas Day 23: All That is Christmas Poet: Julie Hebert


Christmas is more than just presents,It's love and harmony.Together with friends and family,
Laughing and being funny.
We sing so many carols,
That we can't forget the tunes.
Christmas is so very exciting,
Especially in the afternoons.
Mornings are about Santa,
Exchanging our lovely gifts.
But afternoons are about loving,
All those who we feel fit. 


Saturday, 22 December 2018

Blogmas Day 22: A Holiday Wish Poet: John Kendrick Bangs


When Santa Claus doth visit me
With richly laden pack of toys,
And tumbles down my chim-i-ney
To scatter 'round his Christmas joys,
I trust that he will bring the kind
That can be shared, for it is true
Past peradventure to my mind
That joy is sweeter shared by two
I never cared for solitaire.
I do not pine for lonely things.
I love the pleasure I can share
Because of all the fun it brings.
A selfish pleasure loses zest
With none to share it with you by,
And shrinks the longer 'tis possest,
While joys divided multiply.


Friday, 21 December 2018

Blogmas Day 21: A Time for Joy by Catherine Pulsifer


A time for joy
For the girls and boys
Xmas brings hope
Of all good things.

Decorations and trees
Turn the lights on please
Good friends and family too
Presents and surprises for you.

A day to reflect 
A day of respect
For all you have been blessed
Let your joy be expressed.

May this Christmas bring
All special things
May you find happiness and joy
May you even receive a toy. 



Thursday, 20 December 2018

Blogmas day 20: Smile On - Mary Ann Ross


Peace, love and happiness this season
Cheer spread all around you and yours' for this reason 
For your heart is pure and kind
And compassion rests on your mind 

Not as pure as snow
But not as cold as ice 
Just cause you are human we know 
And as good as they come you are nice 

So my prayer for you this moment and forever 
Boxed up as gifts but invisible like words 
Is that this smile on your face shall not fade ever 
For He shall supply all your needs, for He is God 

So smile on, smile on
Take in the better around you 
The gift of life and the clothes you have on 
The meal on your table and the roof over your head too

Smile on, smile on
Share what you have
Christmas brings peace
Be oh so glad! 


Wednesday, 19 December 2018

Blogmas Day 19: This Christmas From The Editors of McCall's Magazine


This Christmas, mend a quarrel. 
Seek out a forgotten friend. 
Dismiss suspicion, and replace it with trust. 
Write a love letter. Share some treasure. 
Give a soft answer. Encourage youth. 
Manifest your loyalty in word and deed. 
Keep a promise. Find the time. 
Forgo a grudge. Forgive an enemy. 
Listen. Apologize if you were wrong. Try to understand. 
Flout envy. Examine your demands on others. 
Think first of someone else. Appreciate. 
Be kind; be gentle. Laugh a little. Laugh a little more. 
Deserve confidence. Take up arms against malice. 
Decry complacency. Express your gratitude. 
Go to church. Welcome a stranger. 
Gladden the heart of a child. 
Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth. 
Speak your love. Speak it again. Speak it still once again.

Christmas is celebration, and there is no celebration 
that compares with the realization of its true meaning - 
with the sudden stirring of the heart that has extended
itself toward the core of life. Then, only then,
is it possible to grasp the significance of the first Christmas - 
to savor in the inward ear the wild, sweet music of the angel choir;
to envision the star-struck sky, and glimpse, 
behind the eyelids the ray of light that fell athwart 
a darkened path and changed the world.