poet David Lewis Paget

David Lewis Paget


Christmastime was lurking at
The corner of the street,
Just waiting for the 25th.,
It tried to be discreet.
It didn't want to force itself
On Muslims or on Jews,
On atheists, agnostics, or
On skepticism views.

It checked on all the homes that hung
Their holly in the hall,
Dressed up their trees with mistletoe
Hung greetings on the wall.
It wants us to be jolly
It's a giving time of year,
Of gifts of Roses Chocolates,
And cartons full of beer.

For Christmastime is such a gift
To every creed and race,
It doesn't have the time to check
On every scowling face,
For all of those believers it's
The birthday of their Lord,
The one and only saviour
With the favour of his word.

So think on Christmas morning
Of the Lord and of his grace,
Watch emerging little children with
A smile on every face,
And kiss all your beloved ones
Standing by the Christmas tree,
So that Christmas won't be lurking
At the birth of Jesus C.

30 November 2017

Topic(s) of this poem: religious holiday

Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 30, 2017

Form: Ballad

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Comments about Christmastime by David Lewis Paget

  • Galina ItalyanskayaGalina Italyanskaya (11/30/2017 1:19:00 AM)

    Nice Christmas poem!
    Our Christmas is on the 7th of January and New Year is as usually on the 1st, but our authorities have already set Christmas trees and some are decorated)
    So we can't call our Christmas discreet, but maybe it's even better in such a place as ours where wintertime lasts half a year and even longer)

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