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Jesus Gets Jealous Of Santa Claus

Layin' back in my easy chair
Late last Christmas eve
Silent night, twinkling lights
Presents 'round the tree
I heard my little girl's two bare feet
Comin' down the stairs
She was sad as I looked over
Draggin' her teddy bear
She said, now daddy, I had a dream
A little angel came down to me
She wasn't happy like angels ought to be
She was cryin' when she gave me the message
For all the world to hear
You know that Jesus gets jealous of Santa Claus
Sometimes this time of year
So, with her head on my shoulder
And her tears mixed with mine
I thought how little baby Jesus
Gets left out at Christmas time
It ain't about the money
Oh, money can't buy love
And I saw the light that Christmas night
With help from up above
She said, now daddy, I had a dream
A little angel came down to me
She wasn't happy like angels ought to be
She was cryin' when she gave me the message
For all the world to hear
You know that Jesus gets jealous of Santa Claus
Sometimes this time of year
She said that Jesus gets jealous of Santa Claus
Sometimes this time of year

song performed by by Toby Keith
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Christmas Wishes (written with Chloe Labrie)

For Christmas wishes, I only have one.

I don't want a vacation under the sun.
I don't want the presents under the tree,
I only want you to be with me.

The snow is falling lightly,
And Christmas is coming near,
But I don't want the presents that I may receive.

What would fill my heart with cheer,
Is you just being here.
When our love is matched with Christmas spirit,
There is just no way to cure it.

I don't need any twinkling Christmas lights,
Just you alone makes my holidays bright.

When you come around,
You'll have to keep my feet on the ground.
To make my perfect holiday,
I don't want you to stay away.

Please grant my Christmas wish,
Because you're the only thing on my Christmas list.

poem by Melanie Gardiner
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Where Will You Be On Christmas?

Where will you be on Christmas?
I don't know where you are.
Maybe I should be like the Wise Men
and follow a shiny star.
I would ask that shiny star
to shine its light on you
and place you under my Christmas tree
all shiny and new.

'Cause all of the presents that are here
don't do a thing for me.
The lights are twinkling.
The bells are ringing
and all those carols
that folks are singing
are just holiday sights
and sounds of the season.
But without you I have no reason
to celebrate and it's getting late
for Christmas eve is here.

Where will you be on Christmas?
I don't know where you are.
Wherever it is I need you to know
that without you, it's way too far.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Early Works - The Spirit Of Christmas

The December wind howled outside
rattling the windows,
the children played on the floor
as the crimson glow of the fire
warmed the heart of the room.
In the corner stood a Christmas tree
sparingly decorated with tinsel and lights
but beneath were no presents in sight.
Jason watched his children
with sadness tinting his eyes
he knew how important
Christmas was to young lives.
He had tried to save through the year,
but there was always something needed
from the money he tried to save
clothes, food and shoes to wear.
Oh how he would have loved to see
them smile from ear to ear
instead of sadness in their eyes
for toys that wouldn’t be there.
He wished he hadn’t spent so much on petrol
when he was looking for a job
that he had walked the lonely miles
from refusal to rejection
and used the money to buy
his children a Christmas present collection.
The smiling face of his wife
cheered him little from his frown.
His thoughts were of his childhood
and the presents crowded around
the bottom of the tree,
of stockings filled with sweets, toys and fruit,
and creeping down the stairs at the first light of dawn
to see what Santa Claus had left.
Those were happy Christmases
not like this one so bare.

The children went to bed early
excitement filled the air
with the expectancy of presents under the tree,
which sadly would not be there.
Jason and his wife waited
until they were asleep
and then filled each stocking
with all that they could afford.
Then set about arranging
the few presents that they had
before they themselves retired to their bed.

The silence of the night
was disturbed by a rustling sound
of old iron chains
being dragged across the ground.
No one in the house heard it
as in sleep they lie
as in crept the spirit of a slave
from centuries gone by.
The ghost climbed the stairs
dragging his chains behind,
flitted from room to room
as if by some design.
Downstairs he hurled himself
in a sliding fashion
his moans were but a whisper
that could be mistaken as the wind.
He then flew around again
over everywhere he’d been.
He flew around the Christmas tree
causing a few pine needles to fall
and as each needle hit the floor
a present appeared
until beneath the tree was no longer bare.
He rattled his chains again
this time they sounded like bells,
and then flew up the chimney
with muffled sooty yells.

The streaks of dawn broke the sky
the children woke with wonder
at the stocking on the end of the bed.
Stealing through the shadows
from the break of day,
they moved silently down the stairs
to the living room and the tree.
Unlike the night before
beneath the tree, you couldn’t see the floor
presents covered in multi-coloured paper
decorated the bottom of the tree.
Their faces lit up and they said
a lot of oohs and mees.
Jason woke to their joyful tones;
he looked at his wife in question
just as there came a sound
of laughter and running feet.
“Oh Mummy, Daddy
come see what Santa has brought.”
Said the little girl with golden curls
as she jumped up on their bed.
“Come and see, come and see.”
two other voices yelled.
Jason smiled and nodded
as the children returned downstairs.
With sighs, they threw back the covers
and followed the children down.
They stood in the living room doorway
with faces masked in question.
They looked at each other for answers,
neither had any to give,
just that their prayer had been heard
and that the spirit of Christmas
they now understood.

6 December 1983

poem by David Harris
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Christmas Gifts

Ten Christmas presents standing in a line;
Robert took the bicycle, then there were nine.
Nine Christmas presents ranged in order straight;
Bob took the steam engine, then there were eight.
Eight Christmas presents--and one came from Devon;
Robbie took the jackknife, then there were seven.
Seven Christmas presents direct from St. Nick's;
Bobby took the candy box, then there were six.
Six Christmas presents, one of them alive;
Rob took the puppy dog, then there were five.
Five Christmas presents yet on the floor;
Bobbin took the soldier cap, then there were four.
Four Christmas presents underneath the tree;
Bobbet took the writing desk, then there were three.
Three Christmas presents still in full view;
Robin took the checker board, then there were two.
Two Christmas presents, promising fun,
Bobbles took the picture book, then there was one.
One Christmas present--and now the list is done;
Bobbinet took the sled, and then there were none.
And the same happy child received every toy,
So many nicknames had one little boy.

poem by Carolyn Wells
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The Shy Christmas Tree And The Hundred Fairy Lights

Now the Christmas tree sits shyly
In the corner of the room,
Like a shining beam of brightness
In the dismal winter gloom,
All aglow with tiny twinkles
Of a hundred fairy lights
Dancing round shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights.

Shiny tinsel shimmers sparkling,
Twined around like silver string,
While the multicoloured baubles
Turn around and gently swing,
All reflecting light and glitter
From the hundred fairy lights
Dancing round shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights.

Stuck tight to the top’s a fairy
In her ballerina dress;
As to what she might be thinking
You will have to try and guess:
Is she looking on with longing
At the hundred fairy lights
Dancing round shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights?

There are presents for the grown-ups
Underneath the Christmas tree
But there’s nothing for the children
Who will have to wait and see
What old Santa has got for them
While the hundred fairy lights
Dance around shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights.

He will go collect his reindeer
And pack presents on his sleigh
And then fly among the moonbeams,
Just before it’s Christmas day,
Guided by the twinkling starshine
Bright as all those fairy lights
Dancing round shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights.

He will wait until each infant
Is tucked up so tight asleep,
For they mustn’t ever catch him
And they mustn’t ever peep
Till he vanishes in stardust
Glittering bright as fairy lights
Dancing round shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights.

And then, when it’s Christmas morning,
At the bottom of each bed
There will be a pile of presents
For each smiling, happy head
That sees toys and gifts, as welcome
As the hundred fairy lights
Dancing round shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights.

And they’ll hurry down the staircase
For their breakfast and they’ll see
That the Christmas tree is smiling,
Joining in with all their glee
As it shakes, with happy laughter,
All its hundred fairy lights
Which dance round shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights.

But the Christmas tree grows sadder,
For the next twelve days will fly
And then Christmas will be over
And it’s time to say goodbye,
Though it’s thankful for the friendship
Of the hundred fairy lights
Which danced round shy, trembling branches
In the dark December nights.

But one of its relations,
In a forest, far away,
Waits, in keen anticipation,
For next year’s Christmas day
When it stands, proud, in the corner
With a hundred fairy lights
To dance round brave, waving branches
In the dark December nights.

poem by C. Richard Miles
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Merry Christmas To You

-* MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU * --

The twinkling lights, of Christmas scenes,
Strewn across the countryside;
As the family takes it's ever famous,
Night before Christmas ride.

You'll see, baby Jesus in the manger,
With Mary and Joseph standing near.
Santa's sleigh is by the chimney
And, there in front, his eight reindeer.

There's a snowman and a snoopy
With children playing there with glee.
And there are presents sprightly piled
Neath the snowy Christmas Tree.

Luminaries dancing along the walks
Lighting pathways up the hill
While Carolers sing for everyone
Sprinklings of snowflakes can't break their will.

Then slowly we'll drive back to our home in A land that is so free
Snuggling in our bed to dream of a Babe upon the hay
Then we'll wake up in the morning, to presents neath the tree;
And please remember- our Blessed Lord's sweet CHRIST-mas Day.

Have a Merry Christmas My friends.

Author: Carolyn Ford Witt

12-11-05
Miss Caroline

poem by Carolyn Ford Witt
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He Ain't Comin' Home No More

Oh stairs ... you look so high tonight
CLIMBIN' UP with all my might
Where I got no heart to be
'Cause he ain't comin' home no more.
Oh room ... I'm all alone with you
Tell me what's a women to do
When her man is gone
And he ain't comin' home no more.
I'm all choked up ... inside me
Try'na hold back my tears
You know ... I just can't GET USED
I just can't USED TO this loneliness
How AM I gonna face the empty years.
Oh chair ... Oh chair
You sittin' silent there
Don't you even care
That my baby's gone ... yea, yea
And he ain't comin' home no more
Yes ... for my baby's gone
And he ain't comin' home no more

song performed by by Nina Simone
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Hey Santa

If everyday was christmas
If we could make believe
If everyone would care a little more
Thered be harmoney
The city is covered in snow tonight
The children fast asleep
Im waiting for him, but hes nowhere in sight
And I wonder if he can hear me
Hey santa
Hey santa...santa
I wish with all my might
Hey santa
Hey santa...santa
Bring my baby home tonight
Why does it feel like its colder than winter
Even by the fireside
My baby said hed be home for christmas
And now its almost midnight
The christmas lights up and down the street
Are such a sight to see
But all the presents by the tree
They dont mean a thing till hes with me
Hey santa
Hey santa...santa
I wish with all my might
Hey santa
Hey santa...santa
If you hear me wont you hurry
Bring my baby tonight
I know your sleigh is full inside
But wont you stop and give my baby a ride
Ill be waiting by candle light this christmas
The christmas lights up and down the street
Are such a sight to see
But all the presents by the tree
They dont mean a thing
Santa please hear me
Hey santa
Hey santa...santa
I wish with all my might
Hey santa
Hey santa...santa
If you hear me wont you hurry
Bring my baby tonight
The christmas lights up and down the street
The presents by the tree
I hear a knock, oh can it be?
My wish is staring back at me
Hey santa
Hey santa...santa
I guess you heard me tonight
Hey santa
Hey santa...santa
Im underneath the mistletoe
With my baby tonight
Sleigh ride...
Its christmas time...

song performed by by Wilsons
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Coming Up To X-mas

Christmas is near,
Crowds of rush everywhere,
Panicking to get all shopping done,
Not missing out you and I,

Christmas is near,
Not far away,
Decorations and lights everywhere,
Presents under the tree,
Waiting to be opened,
By you and everyone,

All the excitment building up,
wondering what you have for christmas,
When you open your presants,
your face just lights up,
you got what you wanted.

Are you ready for christmas?

another christmas poem

poem by StaceyLeigh Olner
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A Family Christmas Tree

At Christmas families,
gather around a family Christmas tree
to open gifts of love
each has left there for one another.
The tree sparkles
with lights and coloured tinsel,
while on top there sits an angel
to watch over everyone.
Carefully wrapped presents adorn the floor
around the bottom of the tree.
Each has been wrapped
and sealed with a loving kiss,
one for you and one for me.
Then on Christmas morn
as the dawn breaks the sky
the children climb out of their bed
and tiptoe downstairs to the presents,
getting ready to explore.
Before the day is over
there will be shrills of laughter
and joy ringing out
at all they have received
from beneath a family Christmas tree.

poem by David Harris
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Christmas - A Little Friend's Poem - Written By Amy Boothby, aged 10

Are you...........
ready for Christmas? , to decorate the tree,
The sparkling baubles that shine with glee,
The shops are filled with Christmas galore,
But the people are shouting, 'We want more',
Each and every leaf, is covered in snow,
We're still waiting for Santa's Ho! Ho! Ho! ,
The Christmas lights, light up the street,
Presents to open, people to greet,
Look what's under the tall green tree,
Are these presents all for me?

poem by Ernestine Northover
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With Bells On

Ill be home with bells on
Ill be home with bells on
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the christmas music on
This christmas Ill be home with bells on
Ive traveled around this country crossed the waters deep and wide
Made lots of friends and memories brought joy to others lives
Its christmas time again another year has come and gone
And I cant keep from wonderin how the old folks are at home
Ill be home with bells on
Ill be home with bells on
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the christmas music on
This christmas Ill be home with bells on
When the snow is on the meadow and the sleigh bells jingle bright
And the kids are singing jingle bells around the christmas lights
As daddy stokes the fire and mama puts the turkey on
There aint nothing going to slow me down this christmas Ill be home
Ill be home with bells on
Ill be home with bells on
Trim the tree and wrap the presents turn the christmas music on
This christmas Ill be home with bells on
Repeat chorus

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Blue Poetry Christmas Without You

Egg nogg on the table for just one
Christmas tree lighted only one to see it
Bought all these presents no one to open them
Halls empty with christmas lights all hung
Missing your hand when we use to touch
This christmas is so empty inside to me
Got my family but no woman beside me
Drinking hot coca by the snow out front
All by myself thinking if rain deer could really fly
Santa claus on the roof top
Its lonely wearing this santa claus hat
All by myself all over again
I have a blue poetry christmas without you
It won't be the true real christmas
Missing you looking at presents under the tree
Poetry christmas while talking with family
No you by my side so I hide my feelings
Christmas tree so lighted with christmas lights
Missing you inside my heart
Santa claus asked me what do you want for christmas
To only be next to her drinking coca when christmas shows are on
Under the mistletoe we kissing together
Ding ding ding dong ding ding dong
I will have a blue poetry christmas without you.

poem by Tommy Laster
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Layin' To The Music

Bright light city's high
Maybe we're gonna fly
Get on the scene
King and Queen
Layin' To the music if you know what I mean
Downtown get around
Searchin' for a mean sound
Itchy feet
wanna dance to the beat
Layin' To the music if you know what I mean
Comin' on strong
won't be long
Reachin' out to where I belong
I'm in my stride
Good music to ride by
Horse riders in the sky
(repeat)
Drinkin' wine from a slipper shoe
Baby can we boogaloo
Move to the right
Slip in tight
Layin' to the music all night
Layin' to the music it's all right
Layin' to the music all night

song performed by by Hollies
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Welcome Christmas

It is getting colder and colder outside
Winter is coming around the corner
and so is Christmas with all its pride
I promise it won't be getting warmer.

The nights are long and silent nowadays
Could Claus be riding his sleigh this night,
Or is there a snow storm coming this way,
Maybe Santa is checking his list to be right?

I looked above in the evening light for the thrill
of Christmas to begin and ring in happy melodies.
Once again, and for a moment I felt the cold chill
Warming me as I heard the beautiful chimes harmony.

Peace enfolded the world with glowing stars above
Christmas has come again with all its amazement
And the magic that brings the hope of course is love.
Welcome Christmas as the world awaits in enjoyment.

One more time, the Christmas tree lights shine bright
Gifts are passed around with words of great esteem
Father Christmas was here once again over night
Merry Christmas one and all and a joyous eve.

poem by Monica Engeler
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They prepared her funeral

They sat at table,
as before.
All adult now.
Engaged with laptops,
' funeral readings, poems for..a death'.
' She liked Vivaldi, and John O'Donohue,
and che gelida manina,
and Pie Jesus'
Their father cried,
silently, in the bedroom.
The christmas Tree,
all lit seemed dull.
Their Mother had just died,
without an explanation,
nor an expectation.
The presents were named,
and wrapped,
the christmas tree,
with presents beneath,
seemed, well,
silent.

poem by Bernard Kennedy
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A Christmas Song

The children know where the cold wind blows and it snows
They write letters to a man, the North pole
In hopes a glimpse, to see him in his flight
Riding his sleigh, dressed in red, trimmed in white

Merry Christmas and a HO, HO, HO, the children know he goes
They will lay awake and listen for the sound
The jingle of his sleigh, Santa is on his way
The Reindeer hoofs upon the roofs when he comes down

The twinkling lights gleaming bright on the Christmas tree
Stockings hung with care, on every chimney
They will try to stay awake, till the dreams over-take
Looks like a Merry Christmas to me

Merry Christmas and a HO, HO, HO, the children know he goes
Riding his sleigh, dressed in red, trimmed in white
They anticipate, hardly can they wait
To see the man riding the wind when he takes his flight

Guided by a Reindeer with a bright and glowing nose
In just one night, he will make good his flight
And all around the world, visit every boy and girl
Bringing gifts of love to all on Christmas night

Just ask any boy or girl, they know
What it means to hear sleigh bells in the snow
They will try to stay awake till the dreams over-take
Over the tops of trees, they hope to see him as he goes

Merry Christmas and a HO, HO, HO, the children know he goes
They will lay awake and listen for the sound
The jingle of his sleigh, Santa is on his way
The Reindeer hoofs upon the roofs when he comes down

Mom and dad holding hands, each other close
As they walk in the snow on Christmas Eve
The twinkling lights gleaming brightly on every Christmas tree
Looks like a Merry Christmas to me.

Copyright 2010 Bill Simmons
Aka BillWilliamStar

Merry Christmas

poem by Bill Simmons
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A Christmas Tree! A Christmas Tree!

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With dark green needled memories
Of childhood dreams and mysteries
Wrapped present-like in front of me.

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
I glimpse a past wherein i see
The child that then grew into me
Not forward fast but haltingly.

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
A time for being with family
A time that's gone so fleetingly
Yet lives for always deep in me.

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
When twelfth night comes whole hauntingly
One lingered look and then i see
No Christmas tree where it would be.

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With feelings now felt longingly
No corner in my house to see
The magic of that Christmas tree.

poem by David Keig
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No Christmas Tree Where It Should Be

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With dark green needled memories
Of childhood dreams and mysteries
Wrapped present-like in front of me.

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
I glimpse a past wherein i see
The child that then grew into me
Not forward fast but haltingly.

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
A time for being with family
A time that's gone so fleetingly
Yet lives for always deep in me.

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
When twelfth night comes whole hauntingly
One lingered look and then i see
No Christmas tree where it would be.

A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With feelings now felt tearfully
No home, no kids surrounding me
No corner in my house to see
The magic of that Christmas tree.

poem by David Keig
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Our Little Christmas Tree

Standing beside me
Our little christmas tree
Underneath are little presents for my family
Full of colored lights shining prettily
I made it as perfect as can be,

Our little christmas tree
Same - as old as me
My mother bought it when i was still a baby
I cared for this thoroughly
Because it has been part of the family

Our little christmas tree
It reminds me -
Christmas is coming all over the world
And our Saviour was born
It's time to be thankful
It's time to be blissful
It's time to give our hearts to all.

poem by Amor Olorvida
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