The Wonder Of Christmas Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

The Christmas spirit is here, all-around
The jingle melody is the common sound
The shop windows have that seasonal glow
While children dream of Santa and snow


Christmas trees are lighting bright
All ready for that Christmas night
The shopping completed, finish and done
In expectation of all that lather and fun.

The little church on the steep hill
Is lit with candles and full of goodwill
The crib is ready, all the figures are there
But one, baby Jesus but he will soon appear

How to wait for the hush on Christmas Eve
Children in bed wondering did Santa leave
Slowly and surely they drop off to sleep
While mam and dad quietly walk and creep

Then early the next morning there's noise on the stairs
Suddenly, there's screaming with joy everywhere
Unwrapping begins and there no holding back
Isn't it brilliant what Father Christmas holds in a sack.