On Poinsettia Day
Our hearts are
warm and glowing
As Christmas time draws near
And the bright red of the poinsettia
Speaks of true love that is here.
For the sight of the bright red
Sets our heart beat all aglow,
This day of celebrating the poinsettia
You shall surely know.
You are thought of every day
And so I send good cheer,
Have fun enjoying Christmas
And everything that's beautiful
This blessed time of year.
Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
© 2004 used with permission
Perhaps the best
is being wreathed in smiles.
~ Author Unknown ~
Somehow, not only for Christmas,
But all the long year through,
The joy that you give to others,
Is the joy that comes back to you.
And the more you spend in blessing
The poor and lonely and sad,
The more of your heart's possessing,
Returns to you glad.
~ John Greenleaf Whittier ~
Christmas--that magic blanket
that wraps itself about us,
that something so intangible
that it is like a fragrance.
It may weave a spell of nostalgia.
Christmas may be a day of feasting,
or of prayer, but always it will be
a day of remembrance--
a day in which we think of everyone
we have ever loved.
~ Augusta E. Rundel ~
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