Saturday, December 12, 2009

18 Days of Christmas - The Fifth Day

From now until Christmas day I am treating you to foisting upon you our collection of Christmas poems. If I made our cards that year I'll post a picture of that as well. If you missed yesterday's poem, click on the 18 Days of Christmas button in my sidebar. The way you can tell who wrote which poem is to note whose name is listed first at the end.

I take each ornament
from its box
and hang it on the tree.
The angel aunt Mary
gave me in its
special place,
Grandma Rhyne’s
old fashioned baubles glittering,
The purple bows Mike made,
“Our First Christmas,”
Each a symbol of hope
and promise
and past.
This green ritual!
This fragrant season!
I close my eyes.
Surrounded by a forest,
I imagine that God’s hand
places the ornaments with mine.
I am celebrating the birth of Jesus
with my memories.

Dana & Mike Rhyne
Christmas 1996


  1. God's hand placing the ornaments with that part!

  2. This is a nice idea, the 18 days.

    What makes Christmas magic for me is memories. Unwrapping ornaments all those connections return, like having a little musuem of our history in display. I love it.

  3. I am always taken aback each year at the memories that come flooding back with each ornament. I think it is my favorite part of Christmas.

  4. I've been creating a DVD of all of our old family photos. The memories have been flooding back.

    I'm enjoying dropping by and reading these.

  5. Love this poem. The memories are what I think it is all about too.


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