A Christmas poem
Here Christmas has no snow
No bells to ring or bitter cold
There’re not many presents and the tree is sparse
But there is Christmas in our hearts
Here we appreciate
That Santa cannot ride his sled
The trees are high and I’m afraid
That he would crash his sled instead
But it is fine and all is well
Christmas time is simply swell
For it is the joy with which we celebrate
That makes the season really great!
It is the joy that makes it Christmas
Not Santa Claus and trees
It is the hope that makes it Christmas
Not the carols that we sing
For it’s on Christmas that we celebrate
The miracle of the light
Of the birth of our saviour
That first Christmas night
So the snow doesn’t matter
And neither does the cold
For it’s the Christmas in our hearts
That makes the season glow
Merry Christmas Everyone
Copyright © 2011 by May Kwek
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