Every year, I write a poem for Christmas, and include it in my Christmas cards to friends and family. For the days leading up to Christmas, I’m publishing all of my Christmas poems here, as a kind of Advent calendar.
Today’s poem was written in 2012. I took my 3-year-old daughter to Bethlehem, PA that December to see, among other things, the “Star of Bethlehem” shining above South Mountain. She called it “the star that looks like a snowflake.”
“That star looks like a snowflake!
That hill can’t be too far!
Is baby Jesus real?
Hey! That snowflake’s still a star!”
I’ve done this all a thousand times
I know this story well
But newer eyes catch newer drifts
And jingle older bells
The candles of tradition
Can wax until they wane
Then suddenly a starflake
Rekindles love again
For Christmas is the new day
Not merely ancient lore
The dawn of hope and faith succeeds
May Christmas bring us new life
Evergreen and bright
May Christmas bring a snowfall
That lifts us up from night