I think it is time to post my Christmas Poem.
I Think About Christmas
Some folks are known, for their great decorations,
And others are famous, for cooking creations.
I’m lousy at cooking, don’t like decorating,
but give me some words, and my mind starts creating.
It cannot be forced, it just takes some time
Then all of a sudden, I’m thinking in rhyme
What should I write about, I start to ponder
I lose my focus, my mind starts to wander
I think about cooking, and shopping, and trees
I think about snow and the cold winter breeze
I think about credit cards, paying the bills
I think of the poor who are hungry or ill
I think about people, the young and the old
I think of warm fires, I think of the cold
I think about turkeys and warm apple pie,
My parents, and siblings, and days gone by
I think of those presents stacked under the tree
I think of the season and how it should be
I think about friends and I think about strangers
I think about kings, and a babe, in a manger
The shepherds, the angels, a star in the sky,
The reason he lived and the reason he died
The greatest of gifts, The Grace of Our Lord
A gift that is greater than man can afford
Talk to your children, who giggle with glee
Anticipating what’s under the tree
Don’t let ol’ Santa Clause, take all the glory
Remember to tell them, the real Christmas story
Treasure your family and those you hold dear
Merry Christmas to all and a Happy New Year
Jeanie Knapp
December 2010