I Remember Christmas

A Christmas Poem of Memories

Gayle Parks
I remember Christmas.

I close my eyes and I can smell it.

The pies, the cakes, the turkey.

I remember Christmas.

I hear the children laughing.

I hear my own laughter...as a child...at Christmas.

The family gathered at my grandma's house.
The tree, the lights, the feeling...of Peace And Joy and Silent Night.

I remember Christmas.

The Christ child in a manger.The angels singing.

Heaven ringing...at the sight.

I remember Christmas.

The way it used to be.
The way it remains...deep in my heart.

Published by Gayle Parks

I am 46 years old, semi-retired and currently living in Pennsylvania. I am originally from Texas.My interests include; reading, writing, nature and pets.  View profile

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  • Bethany Marsh12/23/2009

    Great poem. I close my eyes and I can see it, smell it, and hear it as well. Nicely done. : )

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