28.08.2008 / 00.58 am
 

Free Christmas Poems

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Christmas (II)

The shepherds sing; and shall I silent be?
My God, no hymn for Thee?
My soul's a shepherd too; a flock it feeds
Of thoughts, and words, and deeds.
by George Herbert (1593-1633)
at 2008-08-19
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Christmas (I)

After all pleasures as I rid one day,
My horse and I, both tired, body and mind,
With full cry of affections, quite astray;
I took up the next inn I could find.
by George Herbert (1593-1633)
at 2008-08-19
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If you see a fat man...

If you see a fat man
who's jolly and cute
Wearing a beard
and a red flannel suit

at 2008-08-05
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FROSTY THE SNOWMAN--90'S STYLE

Frosty the cokehead was a crazed neurotic soul,
With a big glass pipe and a vial of crack,
And no sense of self control.


at 2008-08-05
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The Eve Of Christmas

Two thousand years have almost gone by
Since Jesus was nailed on a cross to die
His teachings were done by words and deed
And thousand would listen, and thousands would heed.

at 2008-04-21
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A Frozen Tear

Winter in Kodiak, a time of little light.
The snow brightens the ground and the stars light up the night.
A cluster of Spruce sag deep, a drift in front of my car.
My heart weighs heavy. Thoughts of relatives afar.
by William Thomas
at 2008-04-21
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Merry Christmas Daddy. In loving memory of Frederick Herman Tegtmeier (9/11/1928 - 12/28/2006)

The Christmas lights twinkle
and reflect in my tears,
as I suddenly realize
it's been almost a year.
by Debbie Tegtmeier
at 2008-04-21
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Message From Santa Claus

If it were in my powers,
I would bring peace and love,
To this world of ours,
But I don't have magic enough,
by Judy Arline Puckett
at 2008-04-21
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It's Christmas Time Again

Put your problems on probation
Run your troubles off the track,
Throw your worries out the window
Get the monkeys off your back.
by Bob Lazzar-Atwood
at 2008-04-21
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THE GIFT

T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
PLASTER AND STONE.

at 2008-04-21
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