Christmas Poetry for the non-believer and believer

An Atheist’s Christmas

-by Kim Cole

Can you hear the bells?
Can you hear the bells?
Can you hear them calling?

Listen to the bells
Listen to the bells
Look, the boundary’s falling

I can smell the trees
All so bright and green
I can see the lights
Twinkle in the night.

I can feel the joy
In the girls and boys
I can see the hope
In the smiling folk

Can you hear the bells?
Can you hear the bells?
Can you hear them calling?

Listen to the bells
Listen to the bells
Look, the boundary’s falling

It’s the time of year
To feel winter cheer
All mankind is one
All daughters and sons

We should remember
Not just December
Believer or non
All of us are one.

 

 

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-by Unknown

As we battle our way through the line at the store
And think to ourselves “there has got to be more”
And wonder where “Christmas of long ago” went,
When the meaning of Christmas was what it first meant…

It was “borrowed” by Christians from heathens, of course—
From Greeks and from Romans, from Celtics and Norse—
Why, Christmas is pagan, from yule-log to tree
To mistletoe waiting for you and for me

The meaning of Christmas—the good stuff, at least—
The ornaments, stockings, and “rare roast beast”
Has nothing to do with a Son of God’s birth
But rather the changing of seasons on Earth

The nights now grow shorter, the days will grow longer,
The rays of the sun (and our spirits) grow stronger!
So celebrate Solstice, rejoice in the season,
And love one another whatever the reason!