Christmas means so many things

Toys and presents to all it brings

A happy time spent at home

A sorrowful time spent all alone

Songs to sing, of a new birth

A God that came, down to earth


It’s a time to reflect, a time to examine

Of what might be and what might happen

What if peace and goodwill

Was for more than one day?

For eternity,

Is that something for which you would pay?


If only men were not so cruel

But like that God, who sought not to rule

Only showing a path on which to tread

The cost; a cloth of sin of which to shed

We pay a price, you know we must

Is it so hard in God to trust?

© 2012, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.

Danny Kemp (14 Posts)

I am sixty-three years of age, married for the second time with two step-children and three grandchildren. My father died when I was sixteen but had probably summed me up completely by that time. He called me deceitful, and I'm not sorry that he did. I now use that characteristic to tell stories in both prose and, I hope. rhyme. My first novel was published in March 2012. The Desolate Garden is a spy murder mystery with more than a simple touch of romance. It has been likened to The 39 Steps and The Constant Gardener by reviewers and the film producer who's London based Company is converting my story into a film.

One Comment

  1. Danny, definitely a time for reflection and for calling to mind the gifts we’ve already been given. I’m one of the luckiest people I know, I have so much and now I have the joy of the Christmas season to add to it all. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

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