for Today's post I'm
writing a Carol and for your
poetry Homework I'd like you to
write a Christmas carol too
please submit you Carol on post comment
and I'll choose the winning one and
post it on the blog.
Christmas Time
Christmas time oh Christmas time
I sing a song a Christmas rhyme
Christmas time oh Christmas time
A time when Jesus Christ was born a time when Jesus Christ was born
Oh Christmas time oh Christmas time
Oh Christmas time oh Christmas Time
No silver gold no nothing fine
Not on a throne was he lain but in a manger dull and plain
Christmas time Christmas time
Shepherds were the first to see no nobles kings or Lords were seen
Christmas time Christmas time
Unto him is for whom I rhyme
Not to a King was he born but by a poor couple was he adorned
Christmas time Christmas time
Sinless still he did no wrong
so comes the end of my song
Christmas Time!
-Poem Girl
Goodbye for now
Poem Girl.
ok poem girl here is my stab at it but with apologies to C. S. Lewis and the 2nd Chapter of Acts:
ReplyDeleteChristmas Oh Christmas
Where are you?
Christmas Oh Christmas
Where are you?
It's always winter and never Christmas.
Oh Christmas where are you.
We've waited such a long time.
But when he comes the lion who is a lamb,
Then Christmas Oh Christmas here are you.
We had waited such a long time,
The lion who is lamb has brought you.
Christmas Oh Christmas.
Here is the actual song from 2nd Chapter of Acts:
ReplyDeleteChristmas, where are you?
We've been waiting for your gift to come
Oh christmas, where are you?
The snow keeps hangin'
On and on and on and on
You never come, and it always snows
We can't take much more white snow
Oh christmas, where are you?
We need to see the spring again
Oh christmas, where are you?
The snow keeps hangin'
On and on and on and on
You never come, and it always snows
Only heaven knows where's the son?
Here is a great "Christ"mas poem taken from the end of the first chapter of book I hope soon to read, Help Heavenward by Octavius Winslow. Can you put this one to music. See Matthew Blair's Octavius Winslow blog.
ReplyDelete“A captive here, and far from home,
For Zion’s sacred courts I sigh:
There the ransomed nations come,
And see the Savior ‘eye to eye.’
“While here, I walk on hostile ground;
The few that I can call my friends
Are, like myself, with fetters bound,
And weariness my path attends.
“But we shall soon behold the day
When Zion’s children shall return;
Our sorrows then shall flee away,
And we shall never, never mourn.
“The hope that such a day will come
Makes e’en the captive’s portion sweet;
Though now we’re distant far from home
In Zion soon we all shall meet.”