The Christmas Angel
As snowfall paints the Christmas scene this eve
and burning embers in the fireplace fade
to cast the faintest glow upon the room,
which shines upon our weighted Christmas tree
of antiqued ornaments and candy canes,
red garland and a hanging carousel.
My eyes seek out the top, the highest peak
and I find solace, peace, contentment there,
in an angel whose flowing satin gown
holds pearls which hang from loops of golden thread.
And at her back are spread two gilded wings:
tranquility to still the raging heart.
I see the ray of hope shine in her face
and in her eyes I see my birth, my death.
Yet I, contented, knowing she stands guard,
gaze nightfall from a frosted window pane
to find the star of peace there in the sky
and whisper gently as I watch you sleep.
"May the Christmas angel light your path
and grant you what you dared only to dream."
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Author:
Tamara Beryl Latham (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 3rd, 2018 16:04
- Comment from author about the poem: Merry Christmas to all and a Happy New Year, as well.
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Comments5
A wonderful wish for Christmas blessings to all in that final couplet Tamara -- that guardian angel atop your tree is painted with words so warm and comforting. Thank you for sharing love's holy spirit at the approach of this special season.
Your welcome Fay. The poem was meant to wish everyone a Merry Christmas. I don't plan on posting any more poems until after Christmas.
Thank you for reading and replying. 🙂
The Christmas Angel is there for all, not only at Christmas. Super write Tamara, my you be blessed this Christmas.
Yes, you are correct Goldfinch60. The Christmas Angel is there for all and she's wishing all of you a very Merry Christmas.
Thank you for reading and offering input. 🙂
A fine write Tamara. I'm sure a family had Christmas Nov.25th. All their house-lights were on then , and in the daytime too. Doh!
Wow! I believe you are correct. This Christmas angel, however, would like to wish all of you a very Merry Christmas. 🙂
Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
Christmas just would not be the same without her, would it... what a perfect picture you have created here in my minds eye.... Seasons Best my friend... N
Thanks, Neville. One day we'll all get to see her. 🙂
was gonna say I can hardly wait.. but I think I'll wait..... 🙂
I love this stanza...
"And at her back are spread two gilded wings:
tranquility to still the raging heart.
I see the ray of hope shine in her face
and in her eyes I see my birth, my death"
Thanks Kurt, I appreciate your feedback.
At one point in life, we begin to see our own mortality and for this reason we should enjoy life to its fullest.
The other night, about 3 in the morning, a voice kept encouraging me to look at one of my fellow chemist's houses. I worked with her two decades ago. I finally got up and turned the computer on and put her name in on google search and her obituary came up. She was only 57.
Made me think of all the years she paid into social security and now she won't even get it. She was such a naturally good person, to everyone. I thought, yes, the good really do die young.
So, with that in mind, enjoy your life. 🙂
Thanks. I bought a small medallion at Whitfield Jacks in
Key West 30 years ago that is inscribed 'One Day At a Time.'
That's the way I live my life—not looking forward and not
looking back, but looking in.
Take good care.
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