Christmas At My Door Poem by Rimni chakravarty
Christmas At My Door
It's Winter
Spring is far
Cuckoo is yet to sing
However the church bells ring
Merrily in the air
We are at His care
It is Christmas Time
How much do we forget or forgive
To reach the cloud nine?
Yet we celebrate
With the hope to receive His grace
God is great
We are to run His race.
Friday, December 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas eve
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4/24/2024 6:32:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
We may have our shortcomings..... 'Yet we celebrate..... With the hope to receive His grace'. The poem brings out the spirit of Christmas. Thanks a lot.