Blue Christmas
A poem about hard times around the holidays
Blue Christmas
With red and green surrounding me,
All I can feel is blue.
The music of the caroling
Does not seem to ring true.
The darker, shorter days inch by,
Stealing my joy and mirth.
It's hard to want to celebrate
This Christmas here on Earth.
But, a Light shines in the darkness,
Like the Star, long ago,
To guide our souls to Him
Who will make all things whole.
He came helpless, as a baby,
Died of His own free will
Upon the cross for all our sins.
The scars He carries, still.
So, take heart this Christmas season,
Though the winter might seem bleak.
There's hope in the arms of Jesus,
Whom wise women still seek.
About the Creator
D'Shan Berry
I love words. I love art. I love Jesus.
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Keep reading
More stories from D'Shan Berry and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (1)
This felt so blissful. Loved your poem!