Poem Without an End...(Christmas Theme)

This hub came to be as a follow up to "A Story Without An End..." that I published recently. It received such encouraging comments, and in fact my friend Rayne123 came up with the suggestion I write a poem in a similar vein, that people can add to and interact. Just add your verses in comments.

I used Christmas as the theme as that time of year is approaching fast.

So here it is! I look forward to seeing where this goes.

The Christmas tree is all aglow,

There's tinsel everywhere,

Mistletoe above the door,

And holly in your hair.

Carols are sung by young and old,

The church has Midnight Mass.

Presents all are brightly wrapped,

For every lad and lass.

Friends and family gather near,

They come from near and far.

The women bake the meat and vege,

While men drink at the bar.

It seems to be a happy time,

All cares are pushed aside.

But all is not just as it seems,

This is a sad Yuletide.

For those who live their lives alone,

Or habitat the streets,

Christmas is a lonely time,

No presents, cheer, or treats.

..........next...................

It is truly time to be Christ's hands and feet

To those whose bed is asphalt earth with concrete pillow

While others sleep on frozen ground under weeping willow

................................by Faith Reaper

Nor will they have a loved ones arms

To carefully enfold them

To make their day, to wish them well

Within this Christmas gem

...............................by PatAW

They sleep on benches, cry at night

They cuddle to and fro

They watch the children laugh and play

Making Angels in the snow

................................by Reyne123

But we can change their stricken lives,

And help them on their way

With love and warmth to guide them through

On this our Christmas Day!

..............................by Nell Rose

Then along came some special friends

To bring them much delight

They brought them to a promise land

Their hearts they will enlight

............................by Reyne123

So, spread some goodwill yah’all

Light some candles for the destitute

Pray that peace maybe brought

And sufferings diminished!

..............................by CrisSp

As we sleep in our beds with our family all around,

Sometimes we forget those who may sleep on the ground.

So give whatever you can spare and share, my dear,

At Christmas time as well as all through the year.

..............................by drbj

So gather in your baskets gifts

To share with some of those who are alone

......................by starstream

Noel, noel

Please don't forget my brothers tonight,

Let the tender hand of love

warm them in Christmas light.

..................by wayne barrett

A sharing poem brings Christmas forth

To lend its glow to tree and hearth,

To remind us each of what is meant

By "Good Will, Peace on Earth"!

.....................by Nellieanna

This wonderful contribution was an entire poem in itself, so I have posted it separately.

This Christmas

This Christmas is the first time

my grandchildren understand

the reason for festivities,

for decorations grand.

Their eyes show wonder and delight,

they smile and question 'When

is Christmas Day, has it arrived?

Excitement builds and then

They visit Santa, leave him food

around the fireplace grate

and wake up in the morning

to find an empty plate.

Not only that, what is there here

around the Christmas tree?

Presents for all, for Mum & Dad

for sister - and for meee!!!

But above all, they love to give,

share out the parcels bright.

They know it's lovely to receive

but giving's their delight.

You have to open everything,

quick, quick, come on grandma!

I'll help you, look that's what you've got

from me, a painted jar!

I'll cherish that for evermore,

much more than other things,

because it comes from their true hearts

and love is what it brings.

by annart

Remember then all those alone--

Be grateful for what you have.

Keep an angel close to you

By sharing Christ's full love.

by Marie Flint

Due to the ever increasing new contributions to this challenge, I have had to finish off the original poem 'The True Christmas" and begin a new poem. Here it is, and all new verses will be added to it.

A cold chill

A snowy night

A ragged blanket

tucked up close and tight

A cold bench

A stone floor

A cardboard box

tucked inside the shop door

Cold hands

Bare legs

Homeless person quietly begs

by leni sands

So this Christmas season begins with you so look inside your heart

The opportunity is there for you to give someone a start

At life that is full of abundant joy and hope that never ends

So reach out now and bless someone by making them your friends.

by Markdarmafall