Come Christmas

This is my favorite of the Christmas poems I've written. Hope you enjoy it. More to follow.

Come Christmas my thoughts are held captive
By the thought of our God come to earth,
The mighty and wondrous Creator
Reduced to a child at his birth.

My heart burns anew like a candle
At the thought of the Bethlehem Babe,
So tiny, so touching, so tender,
A child in the world that he made.

Come Christmas the world seems much brighter
For the wonder still shines through the years;
Once again there's more hope and more laughter,
Lighter hearts, kinder words, fewer tears.

My heart waits with joy for this season,
This season that shines like a star,
When the world that we long for seems closer
And where peace doesn't seem quite so far.

Come Christmas our thoughts all turn homeward
To where love and where joy once began;
Let us turn homeward to Eden,
The place where once God dwelt with man.

"Jesus," that name means "Salvation,"
"Emmanuel" means "God With Us;"
God, let my heart be your Eden,
Every day, every year, come Christmas.