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    Default A Christmas Poem, To remind us that blessings are fruits of faith and hope!

    Rewritten today, to celebrate the Hope that Christmas brings and the true Blessings we sometimes fail to see..
    EDITED-- THREE STANZAS TOTALLY REPLACED AND ONE MORE STANZA ADDED.


    A Christmas Poem, To remind us that blessings are fruits of faith and hope!
    We need but to open our eyes!--Tyr



    The poem,


    Christmas Day, From Tear-Stained Window She Wept

    Looking out the window, trees very bare
    she stood alone, with dirty, unwashed hair
    Nobody there to gift her big, sweet smiles
    floor filthy with all its large broken tiles

    Outside were people rushing to and fro
    nobody she could ever dare to know
    They all dressed in the wealthiest fashions
    they seemed so full of life, cheerful passions

    What could she, an abandoned orphan do
    living alone in this dirty caged zoo
    As she twisted her matted, dirty hair
    she wept alone, knowing that none would care

    Suddenly snow came cascading on down
    smile came, replacing her sad tear-stained frown
    Why had this joy then her heart invaded
    a voice whispered, "for this you've waited"

    Next she heard old battered door slowly creak
    that voice again, first she heard in a week
    In came a widow, dressed in Christmas cheer
    Saying, O' my brave child please have no fear

    I saw window, stained from many a tear
    I've returned to take you away from here
    Then that sweet smile grew to its biggest yet
    forgotten, her wretched clothes tear-soaked wet

    As they left that sad and lonely dark place
    brightest glow flushed upon her pretty face
    For now she knew, what her heart had prayed for
    angel to come and open that locked door

    Shall we take you in for some Christmas food
    get you Christmas spirit in joyful mood
    With happy light now returned to her soul
    her angel accomplished her greatest goal

    Promised child gifted from merciful God
    through faintest falling snow, homeward they plod
    Into home, that had waited blessed day
    grateful widow there knelt again to pray

    Lord, you have given on this Christmas day
    great treasure for which I can never pay
    INSTEAD I SHALL TEACH THIS DEAR CHILD YOUR LOVE
    she shall know you watch from heaven above


    Robert J. Lindley,
    Dec.23rd, 1999
    Recent edit, 12-22-2016

    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016
    Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 12-22-2016 at 03:33 PM.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot View Post
    Rewritten today, to celebrate the Hope that Christmas brings and the true Blessings we sometimes fail to see..
    EDITED-- THREE STANZAS TOTALLY REPLACED AND ONE MORE STANZA ADDED.


    A Christmas Poem, To remind us that blessings are fruits of faith and hope!
    We need but to open our eyes!--Tyr



    The poem,


    Christmas Day, From Tear-Stained Window She Wept

    Looking out the window, trees very bare
    she stood alone, with dirty, unwashed hair
    Nobody there to gift her big, sweet smiles
    floor filthy with all its large broken tiles

    Outside were people rushing to and fro
    nobody she could ever dare to know
    They all dressed in the wealthiest fashions
    they seemed so full of life, cheerful passions

    What could she, an abandoned orphan do
    living alone in this dirty caged zoo
    As she twisted her matted, dirty hair
    she wept alone, knowing that none would care

    Suddenly snow came cascading on down
    smile came, replacing her sad tear-stained frown
    Why had this joy then her heart invaded
    a voice whispered, "for this you've waited"

    Next she heard old battered door slowly creak
    that voice again, first she heard in a week
    In came a widow, dressed in Christmas cheer
    Saying, O' my brave child please have no fear

    I saw window, stained from many a tear
    I've returned to take you away from here
    Then that sweet smile grew to its biggest yet
    forgotten, her wretched clothes tear-soaked wet

    As they left that sad and lonely dark place
    brightest glow flushed upon her pretty face
    For now she knew, what her heart had prayed for
    angel to come and open that locked door

    Shall we take you in for some Christmas food
    get you Christmas spirit in joyful mood
    With happy light now returned to her soul
    her angel accomplished her greatest goal

    Promised child gifted from merciful God
    through faintest falling snow, homeward they plod
    Into home, that had waited blessed day
    grateful widow there knelt again to pray

    Lord, you have given on this Christmas day
    great treasure for which I can never pay
    INSTEAD I SHALL TEACH THIS DEAR CHILD YOUR LOVE
    she shall know you watch from heaven above


    Robert J. Lindley,
    Dec.23rd, 1999
    Recent edit, 12-22-2016

    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016
    Robert this is a touching and beautiful poem, and really makes me feel the spirit of Christmas. Very well done.
    Which three stanzas did you replace, the last three? And do you mind if I ask why you changed them?
    Ecclesiastes 10:2 - A wise man's heart directs him to the right, but a foolish man's heart directs him to the left.
    Wise men don't need advice, and fools won't take it - Ben Franklin
    "It's not how you start, it's how you finish."

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    Quote Originally Posted by Russ View Post
    Robert this is a touching and beautiful poem, and really makes me feel the spirit of Christmas. Very well done.
    Which three stanzas did you replace, the last three? And do you mind if I ask why you changed them?
    Thank you my friends Russ and Balu for reading this poem- a Narrative..
    I changed the 2nd, 5th and 7th stanza's.....biggest reason for the changes, was to make the flow much smoother, give more detail to the story and effect far better rhyming!
    I have now thrown the old poem away and rewritten this new finished version in my private journal.
    Some might have read the old and found it just fine, but I saw that it needed more!
    I hope I am right, as the garbage has been hauled away, and I can not replicate the poem exactly as it once was in original first draft form(as I rarely ever memorize my poems whole).
    I have already had three poets on my home poetry site, beg me not to throw any of my original poetry away!
    Each one citing its a mistake. I don't know..'maybe it is....-Tyr

    Note- Big problem with changing as much as I did with this poem -is when you change one stanza--it directly effects the previous and the later stanza's.. Often they too must be adjusted--if not careful you may end up re-writing the entire poem!
    I have done that before but it irks the living hell out of me to do so!
    I bez a stubborn old dog methinks.. --Tyr
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