It's not all about presents
Laying under the tree.
Trinkets made of gold
Mean nothing to me.
It's not all about money.
What joy can it bring?
It's being wanted and loved,
Not material things.
Possessions can't hug you
Or give you a kiss.
Christmas with loved ones
Is what I miss.
Christmas presents are just temporary.
Their joy is short lived.
Only love and loved ones
Are the greatest of gifts.
Christmas And Loved Ones
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I really loved this poem. What I love about this poem is its simplicity of what a true gift from the heart is all about. It’s just like Jesus was the gift of love to all the world from God,...
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Published by Family Friend Poems December 2019 with permission of the author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
John Peter Read was born in the East End of London in 1948. He was brought up by his Nan and mother, as his father left home when he was 5 years old. At the age of 15, John left school with just a basic education. While in school, he wrote little rhymes just for fun. A couple of his religious poems were published by the Christian church in...
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Thank you, Animal R Lover. Without the ones you love, Christmas is sadly just another day. I no longer need presents; I just make do with the memories.