Heavenly Angels Sing

A king is born today,
within a stable full of straw
This baby in a manger lay,
is what the shepherds saw.

He came to earth to breathe as man,
to live, to die for us all
This was Gods own plan,
what shall I bring the Fathers son?

Worship in humble adoration,
to this child our offering bring
Praise, love, faith and hope,
heavenly angels sing.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

It’s That Special Time of the Year

Giggles, Christmas trees and sweets,
Holly wreaths and jingle bells
Its that special time of the year.

Gift shopping, carols and holly,
We wander through decorated stores
Its that special time of the year.

Granny smiles and Poppy winks,
Sharing secrets and candy canes
Its that special time of the year.

Garland hanging on the door,
Wishing festive Christmas cheer
Its that special time of the year.

Greeting cards to choose and mail,
Sending wishes to someone dear
Its that special time of the year.

Good times remembered and shared,
Missing loved ones no longer here
Its that special time of the year.

Gods son, Jesus birth remembered,
Nativity scenes and Christmas plays
Its that special time of the year.

Glory to the new born king,
Remembering the reason
Its that special time of the year.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

two part poem: Of Those Who Persecute & Response by the Persecuted

Of Those Who Persecute
Hatefulness reigns
Nastiness and lies
Destroying reputations
Oblivious to their own fate

Seeking revenge
Persecute and curse
Fictionalizing rumours
Humiliating their own lives

Response by the Persecuted:
Forgiveness reigns
Tested and tried
Imminent challenges ahead
Continuing firmly in truth.

Finding courage
Inner strength we find
Trusting in our Fathers plan
Hope for tomorrow safe in Him

穢 Chrissy Siggee – 2019

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Christian Poetry by Chrissy at Riverside Peace

Mourning

Sixty days she’d walked alone,
counting memories along the way.
She stumbled every now and then
but knew she couldnt fall.
Her mind was full of images;
her heart was full of grief.
Too many nights alone,
many days that would not end.

Now she sits on her garden seat,
bought together one summer’s day.
Tears spilling down her cheeks
lost in a world without her Paul.
She knows her life must go on;
her mind still filled with disbelief.
With every breath it hurt,
alone, she cannot comprehend.

One day shell fall in love once more,
with a restored heart to give away.
For now, she lives with memories
that she cannot help recall.
His presence’s felt all around;
memories bring fruitless relief.
Worst of all, no doubt about it,
she had lost her very best friend.

Autumn leaves fall to the ground,
like her tears they do portray.
Her face stings with salty wetness
she wipes them away it with assurance tall.
Shell face new challenges boldly;
yet still, sorrow will not be brief.
Time will heal and life will go on,
and her mourning heart will mend.

穢 Chrissy Siggee – 2019

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental

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