Don't Be a Grinch This Christmas

Don't be a Grinch this Christmas.

Don't be a mean old Scrooge.

Live life with glee,

And deck out your tree.

The blessings, you'll find, will be huge!

Stretch out your arms this Christmas.

Show friends how much you care.

Deep down inside

The angel you hide

Is drowning and scrabbling for air!

Take time to give this Christmas,

To help someone who's in need.

Shine like a star;

Be more than you are.

Don't yield to those feelings of greed.

Make someone's day this Christmas.

It's easy! Just spread some good cheer.

Start with a smile,

Or chat for a while.

Good feelings dispel all the fear!

You'll be surprised this Christmas

At how love can alter your view.

You'll find when you care,

The warmth that you share

Will come back in spadefuls to you.

It's time to say "Yes" to Christmas.

Step up and be counted here.

When all's said and done

You'll have so much fun!

Keep Christmas throughout the New Year!

An Ode to Christmas Eve

It's Christmas Eve and it's early to bed

For every girl and boy.

They're wondering what St Nick will bring

To fill their hearts with joy.

The adults are busy, making plans

To make sure all goes right.

They're in preparation frenzy.

They'll be working half the night.

The turkey's stuffed and seasoned

And in the oven, roasting.

The presents are waiting under the tree.

There's eggnog for Christmas toasting.

They double-check that nothing's missed,

Before they collapse in a heap,

Making sure that all is in place.

Then off to bed they creep.

But before you retire, it's good to take time

To remember that stable forlorn,

Where Mary and Joseph took shelter one night,

And our Lord, Jesus Christ, was born.

If not for that night, and this gift from God,

I shudder to think where we'd be.

Remember that Christmas begins with Christ,

And He died to save you and me!

Happy birthday, Lord Jesus! The true reason for the season! 

Amen!

I Wish I Was a Poet

I wish I was a poet.

I'd sit and rhyme all day.

I'd never tire of dreaming up

Such clever things to say.

I'd be an inspiration

To the folk who read my verse,

And maybe make some dreams come true

In this lonely universe.

Maybe I'd write a saga

About heroes on a quest,

Battling monsters and the like

To rescue those who are distressed.

I might try penning limericks

Which end in bawdy fashion.

Or sonnets for a love-starved youth

To stir a maiden's passion.

Alas, I've not the talent

To compose such works of art.

All I have is the mess in my head

And the fervour in my heart!