Holding On To Christmas

Holding On To Christmas

I’m holding on to Christmas
Way past New Year’s Eve.
I’m holding on to memories
That linger and won’t leave.

My tree’s still up.
Opened gifts all around.
Pies yet in the frig –
In whip cream they’ll be drown.

The Christmas lights
Still shine on the Nativity scene.
A reminder of God’s greatest gift,
Baby Jesus even now agleam.

I cherish my loved ones
Remembering them so true.
There could be no season any better
Having togetherness that grew.

So, I’m holding on to Christmas.
I’ll never let it go,
In expectation of next year,
I’ll bask in its afterglow.

— Charles B. Mayes

Holding On To Christmas © 2019 by Charles B. Mayes.  All Rights Reserved.

Graphic:  5598375 – pixabay.com

Happy New Year!

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RELATING ORNAMENTS TO GIFTS

“Really like this poem. [Christmas Is A Family Time / Navidad es época familiar]                  My favorite line was about the star not being on the tree.  Also relating the ornaments to the gifts from the wise men.”  Nancy R., Kansas, OK.

SHARING AT SUNDAY SCHOOL

“I really enjoy your poetry.  I will start sharing in my Sunday school classes.”                         Travis B., Asbury, WV.
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Christmas Morning / Navidad por la mañana

 

 

 

 

Christmas Morning

Christmas morning –
Bells ring.
Christmas morning –
Children sing.

Before gifts
Story read.
Before food
Prayer instead.

Paper flying
Off in a flash.
Thank-yous
In a dash.

Reminding us
Of God’s gift long ago –
Baby presented
His love to show.

Being together,
A big part.
Sharing,
What’s on our heart.

Christmas Morning –
Bells ring.
Christmas morning –
Children sing.

—  Charles B. Mayes

Christmas Morning  © 2019 by Charles B. Mayes.   All Rights Reserved.

Graphic:  khjafsaneh – pixabay.com

ChristianPoetryPublishing.com – ”As some of your own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’ ” (Holy Bible – Acts 17:28)

Navidad por la mañana

Navidad por la mañana:
suenan las campanas.
Navidad por la mañana:
cantan gregorianas.

Antes de los regalos,
se leen relatos.
Antes de la comida,
oraciones como grato.

Vuelan papeles
que en el aire parpadean.
Son muchas “gracias”
que en el viento se pasean.

Recordándonos
del regalo de Dios tiempo antes.
Un bebé que mostraría
todo su amor irradiante.

Estando juntos,
en gran parte,
compartiendo
nuestro interno baluarte.

Navidad por la mañana:
suenan las campanas.
Navidad por la mañana:
cantan gregorianas.

— Charles B. Mayes

Navidad por la mañana © 2019 por Charles B. Mayes. Todos los derechos reservados.

Traducido por Samuel Rondón Acevedo.

Gráfico: khjafsaneh – pixabay.com

Feliz navidad y feliz año nuevo.

ChristianPoetryPublishing.com – “Como ciertos poetas de entre ustedes han dicho: ‘Porque también somos linaje de él’.(Sagrada Biblia, Hechos 17:28)

Traducido por Samuel Rondón Acevedo.

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