Christmas Poems

Hero comes Christmas it's that time of year

HERE COMES CHRISTMAS IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR

Here comes Christmas it’s that time of time of year for Santa to appear.

Snow is falling on the ground, everywhere you look snowflakes can be found.

Children wearing mittens in the snow, making snowballs they intend to throw.

Jingle bells a ringing, jing-a-ling, the sounds of Christmas echoes ring.

Parents and children skate on the lake, the children home for holiday break.

Children dream of Santa Claus as parents shop without a pause.

The days are bright, the nights so clear, the love and spirit of Christmas permeates throughout the wintery air.

Christmas carols sung at night under a dancing moon that glows so bright.

Chestnuts roasting, grown-ups toasting this special time of year, after a nip or two, all our woes and troubles seem to disappear.

Here comes Santa, it’s Christmas Eve, he’s finally here it’s hard to believe.

Santa and his reindeers are now flying high, their lonely silhouettes dot the blackboard sky.

Empty stockings line the living room wall, hung for boys and girls who have images of Santa’s gifts racing through their minds.

All in hope that they will find their stockings filled to the very top with toys and presents of every kind.

Poem by Joseph P. Martino

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