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GeorgAnna
at
5:47 PM
PEACE ON EARTH TIME
You know, Jacob tipped over our Christmas tree
It happens at least once a year
If we didn't have little problems like that
we wouldn't know Christmas is near
and when that tree fell, we said, "oh, well"
and set it up straight, 'cause this is the season we all love
We don't ever hate all through December days
We sing God's praise, the feeling's divine
We listen to hear the angels sing
It's peace on earth time
*
You know, when we're out shopping the bell ringers ring
The sound makes our hearts open wide
We reach in our pockets and get out our change
and we feel God's love deep inside
It's a feeling called Christmas, when children just can't wait
to look for the reindeer
'Can we please stay up late
on Christmas eve?'
Our hearts are full of love, the feeling's divine
We listen to hear the angels sing
It's peace on earth time
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I wrote this poem a lot of years ago when one of my favorite grandsons, Jake tipped over the Christmas tree. I'm sure it wasn't the first time, or the last time, it's happened to most of us one year or the other. He's got a two year old now, little Riley. Maybe she'll be tipping it over this year. Watch out, Jana
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What a wonderful poem! Thank you for sharing with all of us. I am awaiting our future Christmas tree tippings. I'm sure it will happen sooner or later if Jake is the father. :)
Jake and Jana said...
December 13, 2009 at 6:29 PM