Christmas In(Insert Your Own Town Or Place) Poem by James Tipp

It’s here again-glitter time
The comfortable dream
What does it mean
To me here in...

Will it stop the job loss
Who gives a toss
What does it mean
This glitter-dream in...

We’re not alone; really must phone
The relations so far away
Happy day, what does it mean
This time machine in...

Was he really sent with vowed intent
To give me hope? Well I’m no dope
What does it mean
The dream machine in....

How long ago, this an to know
They travelled far no phone or car
And so today with cardboard hay
We seek the same in...

The world is changed, problems still
Evil men exert their will
So ‘Peace on earth’ a dream must be
I wish that he were real to me in...

The cave that once so dark and dank
Smelt of muck, yes lets be frank
Yes here upon the stinking floor
The one who to be the door in...

Today’s the day when God said loud
“Your not just one within a crowd”
This days for you, it is no dream
Yes truth upon the history scene

Because of him all folk have worth
To live and give from start of birth
New birth he offers all who seem
To trust this truly dream machine in...

The glittering tinsels are so small
When seen within the stable stall
God here among us rings the steeple
God has come to save all people

It’s true for us in....