Christmas Must Be Near Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

When soft snowflakes fill childish dreams,
And misty hangs the mistletoe.
Then gift shoppers show up in streams,
And Mike the mailman is bending low.
When the generosities astound,
Then through the air, we hear the sound
Of joy-bells ring...
"Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling! "
Then Christmas must be near.

When children cherish winter's break,
And parents panic from the change,
Then baking bids Tom's taste buds wake,
And Mom's delights tempt on the range.
When the festivities abound,
Then through the air we hear the sound
Of joy-bells ring...
"Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling! "
Then Christmas must be near.

When off to grandma's house we go,
And nears that day in December,
Then our thankful hearts overflow
As the Christ child we remember.
When nativities can be found,
Then through the air, we hear the sound
Of joy-bells ring...
"Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling! "
Then Christmas must be near.

When we gather 'round the Christmas tree,
And hugs, kisses and gifts are given,
Then teary eyes mix with joyful glee,
As we share a taste of heaven.
When gaieties are all around,
Then through the air, we hear the sound
Of joy-bells ring...
"Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling! "
Then Christmas must be near.

© Loyd C. Taylor