in Christmas Poems
Stepping through the pine and holly wreathed front
entrance of the homeless shelter,
as a Christmas Eve snowfall decorated the city,
I carried a fresh turkey,
Through the love of God and His angels who travel the universe to assist us especially in our hour of need. I've been hearing angels singing in my home for the past few years. God is with us, a very real presence.
Very compassionate poem, I'm very impressed. Thank you for supporting our U.S. military.
Cute poem about your dog. Keep writing, it's a fun poem. Reminds me of my dearly departed dog who was quite the character.
Edgar Allan Poe is my favorite poet. This is such a touching poem. It puts a lump in my throat.
Great spooky writing! Halloween is one of my favorite holidays and I love to read Halloween/supernatural writing year round.