81. 'Twas The Night Before Christmas Hillbilly Style
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the hills
The kinfolk were drinkin' and tending their stills
The longjohns were hung by the chimney with care
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the hills
The kinfolk were drinkin' and tending their stills
The longjohns were hung by the chimney with care
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Do you feel the joy when silver bells are ringing
and when you hear the voices of Christmas carolers singing?
Do you feel in awe of the night sky's brightest star,
and feel the blessing that Christmas brings deep inside your heart?
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C - Christ is born in Bethlehem this night.
H - Holy Child, God's Heavenly Light.
R - Rejoicing in song by angels at His birth.
I - Illumination of a star from Heaven to Earth.
Christmas here once more,
hard to ignore, festive
wreaths on every door.
I really loved this Poem! If you would ever ask me, Christmas is my FAVORITE holiday and it is the best time of year! My favorite thing about Christmas is the family being together and...
Prayers and songs sung
To praise His holy name
A nativity scene began
The scene we've come to claim
This poem represents a fresh look at an ancient story that is so full of hope.
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Star of the East, that long ago
Brought wise men on their way
Where, angels singing to and fro,
The Child of Bethlehem lay—
Christmas is a loving hug
Or roasting chestnuts on the rug.
Christmas is one's first snow
And wrapping presents up with bows.
I was honored to know this author's father when he was first born and celebrated many Christmases with him and his Mom and Dad. This poem made me remember the wonderful Christmases we had. I...
I shall wrap myself in a blanket of Christmas
Where all is hushed and still,
Save for the tiny sound of a baby's breath
Born to bring peace and goodwill.
'Tis the season for lots of love.
Gather all friends and family
And celebrate the joys from above.
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Just as the moon was fading
Amid her misty rings,
And every stocking was stuffed
With childhood’s precious things,
Once upon a time
In a faraway Land
A little King was born
In a place called Bethlehem
Winter time is here again, the trees are all but bare
It's time to don the scarves and boots, & warmer things to wear.
Bikinis, shorts and summer tops, have all been packed away
They won't see the light again, till next year's summer's day.