The Saviour’s birthday (a Christmas poem)
It’s Christmas, hip hip hooray
We are celebrating the Saviour’s birthday
“Seasons greetings” the cards will say,
Wrapped and rolled is the shiny paper
Whilst people go about their shopping
caper.
Joy for every girl and boy
Excited to receive a new toy
The children’s hearts like a candle flame.
God does not want them to feel ashamed.
It’s Christmas, hip hip hooray
We are celebrating the saviour’s birthday
“Seasons greetings” the cards will say
Wrapped and rolled is the shiny
paper
Whilst people go about their
shopping caper.
By Kirstie Grainger
