The Birthday Of Christ Whom Died For Every Man's Sin Poem by Daya Nandan

Christmas is magical and comes once a year,
The sounds of carolling filling our ear,
Hence, begins the day of birth of our saviour,
Who has guided us to the way of good christian behaviour,

The birthday of Christ whom died for every man's sin,
A birthday to be celebrated by all races regardless of skin,
A day so special we find in our heart that we search,
Songs of light and strength sang in every church,

In any part of the world be it shine or snow,
The spirit of Christmas will evoke light in our hearts to show,
A day so beautiful to spend with family and friends,
A prayer we say at heart as we shake their hands,

To be united once again after a year so long,
Better will the core be of our family's bond so strong,
The magic of Christmas for every girl and boy,
Will teach them to be thankful for this gift of joy,

Christmas is more than the presents we both give and take,
Christmas is more than the fun we indulge in the snow and its flakes,
It's that special feeling embedded in our hearts,
That magic we should think of when every day starts,

Be joyful and happy on this and every day that you wake,
For what makes Christmas special is those magical prayers that you make,
So remember in Christmas and on every Christmas on earth,
That on the earth Jesus Christ was born to Mother Mary who had given birth,

I bid you the best for this beautiful day and for a future so bright,
Appreciate every moment of Christmas from morning till night,
Reminds us also the 25th of December of another day so near,
Five more Days for a another great Happy New Year! ! ! ! !