Christmas to me is …

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Anticipation,
Preparing,
Waiting,
This is Advent.

A seed in my heart,
Growing each day,
Hope, Joy and Peace,
Reaching out, wonderous.

Cleaning the house,
New curtains, coat of paint,
Shopping, gifts to buy,
Getting ready, celebration.

The Manger, a crib for the babe.
Mary and Joseph, the three Wise Men.
Shepherds with their flocks, Angels singing.
The Star shining, awaiting the Saviour.

The Christmas tree, tinsel and lights.
Gifts wrapped in brightly coloured papers.
Cakes being baked, candy canes of red and white.
Santa Claus or Saint Nick, kids in awe.

The feeling of Christmas in the air, I touch hope.
The herald of Christmas Carols, joy sings in my heart.
The night before Christmas, peace settles in quietness.
Christmas day, Gods’ gift to us – Jesus is born.

By C.E. Pereira
(3-1-2014)

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Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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