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True Meaning Christmas poem

True Meaning Merry Christmas Poem

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True Meaning Christmas poem that would be perfect for Sunday School, a church service, or carol concerts? We hope that you find our ultimate collection of Christmas religious poetry and readings helpful when planning Christmas festivities. Christmas is the time of year when we celebrate Jesus’ birth and it is celebrated in all over the world, as a religious holiday or as a time of celebration by Christians and non-Christians.

Christmas is the time for celebrating with friends, family and other loved ones by wishes messages or by sharing & sending greetings images etc. So here we are bringing you the Merry Christmas Poem. We’ve collected Merry Christmas Poetry in English. Christmas is a spiritual time to be thankful for the great blessings that we enjoy every day with our lovely friends, wonderful family & relatives.

Our collection has included also Merry Christmas Poem in English about prayer for Jesus Christ. You may use this collection as a Christmas Poetry for Facebook & Whatsapp Share. May this Christmas brings a lot of happiness & blessings in your life.

True Meaning Christmas poem

Jolly Old Saint Nicholas

Jolly old Saint Nicholas,
Lean your ear this way,
Don’t you tell a single soul
What I’m going to say.
Christmas Eve is coming soon,
Now you dear old man,
Whisper what you’ll bring to me,
Tell me if you can.
When the clock is striking twelve,
When I’m fast asleep,
Down the chimney, broad and black,
With your pack you’ll creep.
All the stockings you will find,
Hanging in a row,
Mine will be the shortest one,
You’ll be sure to know.
Johnny wants a pair of skates,
Susie wants a sled,
Nelly wants a picturebook,
Yellow, blue and red,
Now I think I’ll leave to you
What to give the rest;
Choose for me, dear Santa Claus,
You will know the best.
By John Piersol McCaskey


Christmas Long Ago

Frosty days and ice-still nights,
Fir trees trimmed with tiny lights,
Sound of sleigh bells in the snow,
That was Christmas long ago.
Tykes on sleds and shouts of glee,
Icy-window filigree,
Sugarplums and candle glow,
Part of Christmas long ago.
Footsteps stealthy on the stair,
Sweet-voiced carols in the air,
Stocking hanging in a row,
Tell of Christmas long ago.
Starry nights so still and blue,
Good friends calling out to you,
Life, so fact, will always slow…
For dreams of Christmas long ago.
By Jo Geis

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