Poezie More Than These

The tree covered with ornaments

of Christmas long ago,

The lovely Yuletide carols,

songs of angels, playing low;

Aromas from the kitchen,

cookies baking, sure to tease,

Receiving cards from folks afar...

I love you more

than these.



The reds, the greens, the lighted scenes

most everywhere you go,

The kittens' eyes of sheer surprise:

their first attempt at snow!

The fun of viewing landscape

now revealed by fallen leaves,

Our kisses 'neath the mistletoe...

I love you more

than these.



The taste of eggnog, scent of pine,

Cardinals and Blue Jays in a line,

The carrot for the snowman's nose,

Poinsettia and Christmas rose;

My hand in yours on wintry walks,

church bells that peal, and noisy flocks

of geese that soar above the trees...

I love you more

than these.



The wonders so unspeakable,

the joys beyond compare,

The palaces, the streets of gold,

with angels everywhere;

The awesome Land of Jesus,

lacking nothing that could please,

Glory past all imagining...

Christ loved you more

than these.



~ Connie Hinnen Cook ~





Out of the Ivory Palaces

into a world of woe,

Only His great eternal love

made my Savior go.



~Hymn, "Ivory Palaces"

Henry Barraclough