Where was the snow that Christmas night,
the jingle bells, the horse-drawn sleigh,
the gifts piled high to child's delight,
the boughs of holly on display?
When Luke wrote of sweet Jesus' birth,
where was the snow that Christmas night,
the jolly Santa filled with mirth,
the tapered candles burning bright?
In my mind's eye I see the sight,
a humble manger, clean but spare --
where was the snow that Christmas night?
Why weren't ten lords a-leaping there?
As Mary crooned a lullaby
and love made Joseph's heart ignite,
they had no cause to wonder why,
where was the snow that Christmas night.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a rhyming poem of not more than 20 lines, any style, about the spirit of Christmas. |
Author Notes
weren't - I am using the one syllable pronunciation here
The quatern is a poem of four quatrains in which the first line of the first verse descends in each succeeding verse until it is the final line of the last verse.
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