
Poems My Grandmother Read at Christmas
Selected by Max’s Grandmother
Description
Every year at Christmas, just before we started to eat, my Grandmother thought it was appropriate to read a poem instead of saying grace (we are atheists) and of course nobody was going to stop her. I recalled a few of those poems and asked her about the others she read (she keeps them LONG after Christmas) and now I’m sharing them with you.
Synopsis
Poems can bring people together, even more so than the holidays.
Poetry
Christmas Trees by: Robert Frost
Noël by: Anne Porter
The Mysctic's Christmas by: John Greenleaf Whittier
The Oxen by: Thomas Hardy
Mama, Come Back by: Nellie Wong
A Christmas Carol by: George Wither
The Thread of Life by: Christina Rosetti
On the Morning of Christ's Nativity by: John Milton
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