A Child’s Christmas Eve Dream
Today I have a couple of poems that fit into the season. I hope you enjoy them. I’ll put one on the first page, and the other one or two on the next page.
I’ll be back tomorrow with another great story for this holiday season.
Shanti.
by Ethel Van Deusen Humiston
Last night I had a lovely dream,
But strange as it could be,
For on the hill beside our house
Stood a great Christmas tree.
It glowed with lighted candles,
High at the top, a star,
And βround it, dancing in a ring,
Children from lands afar.
There were polite, little English girls,
Swiss boys with funny skis,
Dutch children in queer wooden shoes,
Joined hands with shy Chinese.
Turkish lads in tassled fez,
Tots from France and Greece and Poland,
Laughing as the children do
In the safety of a free land.
Perhaps my dream’s a prophecy
Of Christmases to be,
When little children everywhere
Can sing because they’re free.
I surely wish with all my heart,
This day of Jesus’ birth,
That peace and love and happiness
Soon cover all the earth.
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