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Christmas Story-Poems
for Children

By Josie Whitehead


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By Josie Whitehead

Two Thousand Years Ago

People thronged the busy streets
     And voices filled the air;
Families sought a good night’s rest
     And shut the door on care.

Donkeys found a resting place
     And owners went to bed;

Restaurant owners closed their doors
     As people left, well-fed.

Innkeepers began to yawn 
     And off to bed they went.
Lots of money had changed hands
     With plenty being spent.

The noisy town began to hush
     And candles were snuffed out

And you could walk along those streets
       With no-one much about.

The darkened streets were strangely lit
     By a bright star in the sky
And if you’d looked you’d have seen
     Some angels far up high.

Within the quietness of this town
     A tiny voice cried out.
An infant child, just newly born.
     Let out his tiny shout.

The angels sang from far on high
     And shepherds looked with fear.
Wise men travelled to this place
     For it was very clear

That the son of God had come to earth
       To teach us all goodwill -
And yet, two thousand years since then,
      We're dropping bombs that kill. 

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