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Celebrate the Christmas Eve with some funny Christmas Poems that will give your family lots of fun and laughter

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Find some laughter for your beloved in Christmas Holiday

Tue, 06 Dec 2011 08:46:00 +0000

Looking for the best poems about Christmas and send it to your friends and your family to make Christmas become more special day.

How can people forget a special poem read in special day like Christmas? You should be a men bring the fun and beautiful poem to your friend and your family in Christmas. Make Marry Christmas become the best memory that people cannot forget by your own poem.

One time a year, Christmas coming with many changes. Today, Christmas is somehow understood as the day which people send to their friends and their family many beautiful and luxurious gifts. But Christmas is completely not the time for such kind of gifts. Money and expensive gifts are not everything the receivers want. The value of Christmas can’t be scaled by money. In that period of the year, God send to human one gift, and it’s exactly the special time when people come back to their home, sit together, tell their own stories about the thing that they see and know in the previous year, and read poem of wish and love to each other. It is a gift that comes from each heart, and it is based on thousands years of tradition that mark the holiday season, and cannot be easily changed in the matter of days and nights.


"Twas the Night before Christmas" by Clement Clarke Moore traditionally is read to children on Christmas Eve. Christmas is a very special day with children but beside a gift, the Christmas wishes they need love and care from their parents, reading poetry make it possible. Go find or read some short beautiful Christmas poems for your babies.

The first Christmas poem "Nativity" written by John Donne who was born in 1572 and the most famous poet is Henry Wadsworth Longfellow with two of his Christmas poems called "Christmas Bells" and "The Three Kings" two more Christmas poets is G. K. Chesterton and Hans Christian Anderson.

Beside an expensive gift you send to your boyfriend, you can write a short poem about Christmas. You can attach these poems with the Christmas card or the gift that you are going to send him. Imagine that your love be showed to your boyfriend by 4 lines of your favorite poems, how romantic it is and indeed he will be happy. Let make this Christmas become the most special holiday of your boyfriend, let express your feelings for him through Christmas poems.

Merry Christmas and happy New Year everyone!!

Christmas Poems| Make One For Your Family At Home

Tue, 06 Dec 2011 08:36:00 +0000

Christmas is a special day in year, a time for fun and laughter, a day for people meet each others at home and having fun.I can now feel the atmosphere of Christmas knocking the door in every corner of this city, through the cold beautiful snowflake, through the vivid life of the gathering fireplace, through the peaceful music of the Christmas carol and through the joy in every faces that I encounter on the busy road. Everything has prepared itself for this incoming Christmas. It seems like your sons and daughters are on the way back to their hometown tonight, right?”“Yes, I miss them very much. You know, my family don’t have much chance to gather together, my point is, my children lives far from me. They only return on Christmas, it seems like they’re only free this period in year. I want to welcome them by something special, I mean, something can give them lots of fun and laughter. But I still have no idea thought spending the entire year thinking.” “Is that so? Then why don’t you compose some funny Christmas poems when waiting for their return, my old buddy?”“I’ve never thought of it, my pal. It’s the way too hard for me to do. I don’t think a retired blacksmith can do such a thing. Into the field of literature, I have almost no experience at all”“You don’t have to be a poet to do something like a Christmas poems. It’s the way very easy.“Don’t joking, pal. My mind hasn’t exploded yet?” “I’m not joking, Bruno. My elder brother, a retired shop assistant, always composes Christmas poems as a gift for his beloved nieces and nephews. He told me recently that all his poems were not as good as others composed by literacy people, but his family loved them indeed. He thought the most important thing is sincere”“.It’s worth considering, my friend. Maybe I start my first poem tomorrow.”“Ha ha! Don’t joking pal. My mind hasn’t exploded yet?”“I’m not joking, Tom. I’ll make my own one right now!”So, when will you make your first one? It looks like the Christmas is coming to town. Merry Christmas!Meaning Has No Meaning Without Love ~ By Dimitri ShostakovichMeaning has no meaning without love,Elevating sentience to desire.Reason has no reason to approveRevelation unsustained by fire.Yearn, then, with the recklessness of burning,Coming hungry to the Christmas table,Holding tight the objects of your yearning,Ready to find kings within the stable.In you there is a love that brings to beingSuch beauty as you cannot hope to see,Too simple and too glorious for seeing,Making it a sacrament to be.As love gives wings their will and words their song,So may it give you faith your whole life long.Nothing Is, but What Is Evident ~ By Arnolt SchlickNothing is, but what is evident.In truth, the truth appears but to the eye.Could one but understand what might be meant,Opening one's heart to pure intent,Love the answer to one's what or why,Angels would towards Bethlehem be bent:So one might believe, though gingerly.THE FIRST CHRISTMAS - LOVE WAS THEREWhen neither kings nor kin were there,it mattered little, Mary Love,just who was there or anywhere,for Love Itself, for Love was there.Full many were dismayed a Kingcould not afford more royal wear,have nobles by, and glittering spears,and a crown of gold for His hair.No senates came with tribute due,the most of men seemed not to care,It mattered little, Mary Love,for Love Itself, and you, were there.Christmas Market by Mike HardingTall, White-haired in her widows blackMy Nana took me, balaclavad from the cold,To where stalls shimmered in a splash of gold,Buttery light from wind-twitched lamps and allThe Christmas hoards, were heaped above my eyes,A shrill cascade of tinsel set to fallIn a sea of shivering colours on the frostyFoot packed earth. I smelt the roasted nuts,drank syrupy sarsaparilla in thick glasses farToo hot to hold and chewed a liquorice rootThat turned into a soggy yellow brush. The manWho wound the barrel organ let me turnThe handle and I jangled out a tune -And 'Lily of Laguna' spangled out [...]