Christmas Poems: 5 Magic Verses for a Cozy Holiday

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The very first snowfall, the scent of pine and cinnamon, the soft glow of lights—these are the things that signal the season of joy. But for true warmth, nothing compares to the quiet tradition of reading cherished christmas poems. A masterful christmas christmas poem is more than just words; it’s a direct link to the … Read more

A Visit from St. Nicholas

A Visit from St. Nicholas

By Clement Clarke Moore ’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds,While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;And mamma … Read more

Christmas Bells

Christmas Bells

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow I heard the bells on Christmas DayTheir old, familiar carols play,And wild and sweetThe words repeatOf peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come,The belfries of all ChristendomHad rolled alongThe unbroken songOf peace on earth, good-will to men! Till ringing, singing on its way,The world … Read more

In the Bleak Midwinter (A Christmas Carol)

A Christmas Carol

By Christina Rossetti In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,In the bleak midwinter, long ago. Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.In the bleak midwinter a … Read more

The Oxen

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By Thomas Hardy Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.“Now they are all on their knees,”An elder said as we sat in a flockBy the embers in hearthside ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures whereThey dwelt in their strawy pen,Nor did it occur to one of us thereTo doubt they were kneeling then. So … Read more

Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas

By John Mason Neale Good King Wenceslas look’d out,On the Feast of Stephen;When the snow lay round about,Deep, and crisp, and even:Brightly shone the moon that night,Though the frost was cruel,When a poor man came in sight,Gath’ring winter fuel. “Hither, page, and stand by me,If thou know’st it, telling,Yonder peasant, who is he?Where and what … Read more