Memories of Childhood Christmas

Sometimes I go back and read through my previously written posts…and I believe my words are still as fresh today as when I first wrote them. This is a poem I wrote a few years back. Every time I read it I am transported back to my vivid childhood memories of Christmas’ past.  Maybe you will be, too?

Christmas Memories

Joy to the World,


sky so bright.


Church lit at night


childhood delight.


Christmas songs,


I’ve known so long.


Family together,


in all kinds of weather.


Jumping up and down,


as snow hits the ground.


Christmas trees,


of all shapes and sizes.


Beautiful packages,


filled full of surprises.


Mom’s special albums,


of Nat King Cole,


Bing, and Sinatra,


their songs don’t grow old.


TV specials,


my sis and I watched.


Charlie Brown, The Grinch


and don’t forget Rudolph!


All these are wonderful,


and dear to my heart.


Memories  mean so much


never to part.


But, above all else


what means the most…


is the proclamation of


the heavenly host.


“Unto you,


a Savior is born.”


With those words, everything changed


from that night on.  —– Written by Dawn Gibson


Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. Luke 2:11 NIV