The Sweet Eve of Christmas Day – A Poem

‘Tis the sweet eve of Christmas Day
I pray that all will find the way
To the manger where Jesus sleeps
See the treasure His mother keeps

This quiet will last but a little while
For one day Mary will not smile
To see her son on a cross dying
His disciples all around her crying

But for now she cradles Him in her arms
Protecting the Christ Child from all harms
Seek Him now as the wise men do
He came out of love for me and you

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.

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3 Responses

  1. Very nice. I love the rhyme. And it is an important issue you address. Hopefully Mary lived to hear the testimonies saying Jesus had stood up again.

    I hope you have a nice Christmas!

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