7th & 8th December – Christmas Poems

A BIT OF CHRISTMAS MAGIC

A sprinkle of wishes.

A whisper of spells.

A flurry of snowflakes.

A tinkling of bells.

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A crackle of paper.

A sparkle of trees.

A noise in the chimney.

Whose boots are these?

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OUR FAMILY TREE

Our Christmas tree is a beautiful tree

a healthy, happy, family tree.

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All year in a tub it thrives outside,

and every year we bring it inside.

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We dress it with lights and glittering balls,

and it proudly stands, like a king, in the hall.

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At the top of the tree, we place a star –

for the shining star that shone from afar.

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It glows at night with a twinkling light

and brightens the hall, for our delight.

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On Christmas Day, around its base,

gifts bring a smile to a family face.

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It’s always been there for you and me.

Our Christmas tree, our family tree.

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And every year when twelfth night arrives,

we return our tree, in the tub, outside,

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to grow and thrive, we hope and pray,

to brighten another Christmas Day.