81. Minstrels
Famous Poem
The minstrels played their Christmas tune
To-night beneath my cottage-eaves;
While, smitten by a lofty moon,
The encircling laurels, thick with leaves,
Famous Poem
The minstrels played their Christmas tune
To-night beneath my cottage-eaves;
While, smitten by a lofty moon,
The encircling laurels, thick with leaves,
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The moon reflects the fallen snow
And makes it light as day
I lay awake upon my bed,
As the clock tick tocks away.
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There was a voice in the wilderness,
An eerie, heart-rending, dismal sound.
'Twas Elfie the elf, and he'd gotten lost.
All he could see was snow and frost.
'Tis the season for lots of love.
Gather all friends and family
And celebrate the joys from above.
He’s coming! He’s coming!
Santa Claus is on his sleigh!
He’s coming! He’s coming!
Magic reindeer – up and away!
Famous Poem
We sate among the stalls at Bethlehem;
The dumb kine from their fodder turning them,
Softened their horned faces
To almost human gazes
There's something truly magical
that happens once a year.
He comes while you are sleeping,
he and his reindeer.
Famous Poem
Just as the moon was fading
Amid her misty rings,
And every stocking was stuffed
With childhood’s precious things,
The prophets announced Christ's birth
that He would one day come to earth.
He was sent by the Father to pay a price,
and He became the living sacrifice.
A great Light has dawned -
For all mankind tonight.
Over a humble, old stable,
The Christ star shines bright.
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.