Christmas Poem 2015
This Christmas you’ll
be nearly six,
With all the fervor,
all the joy,
All the fierceness
and the charm
That six years brings
a growing boy.
We love you, son,
just as before—
Simply for being who
you are:
Intelligence and pure
delight,
Intense in mind,
intense in heart.
I pray you keep your
fierce desire
Even as we teach you
peace;
Peace and passion are
both required
Along the journey to
be free.
Yes, each new season
of your life
Gives more to
cherish, more to love,
More to learn of who
you are
And render thanks to
God above.
You keep on filling
up our house
With endless marvels
of your pen—
Games and books and
galleries,
And still more books,
then games again.
But in this season,
there are times
We might seem angry
or annoyed;
I write this now so
that you’ll know
That what we feel
most is joy.
I know it might not
seem that way,
On days when nothing
turns out right:
But we truly love you, little man;
To watch you grow is
our delight.
This year we’re
thankful that you’re brave,
As new adventures
swept you up:
You started
kindergarten and
You rode with big
kids on the bus.
You’re brave in
doctors’ offices,
Through many tests
upon your ear;
Your courage helps
remind us both
That perfect love
drives out all fear.
Of all the things you
hear in life,
Make sure you hear
this message now:
That you are loved,
and that you make
Both of your parents
very proud.