This poem is in the public domain.
Oh! Christmas wreath upon the wall,
Within thine ivied space
I see the years beyond recall,
Amid thy leaves I trace
The shadows of a happy past,
When all the world was bright,
And love its magic splendour cast
O’er morn and noon and night.
Oh! Christmas wreath upon the wall,
’Neath memory’s tender spell
A wondrous charm doth o’er thee fall,
And round thy beauty dwell.
Thine ivy hath the satiny sheen
Of tresses I’ve caressed,
Thy holly’s crimson gleam I’ve seen
On lips I oft have pressed.
Oh! Christmas wreath upon the wall,
A mist steals o’er my sight.
Dear hallow’d wreath, these tears are all
The pledge I now can plight
To those loved ones whose spirit eyes
Shine down the flight of time;
Around God’s throne their voices rise
To swell the Christmas Chime!
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This poem was published in Sonnets and Love Poems (J. J. Little, 1892).
This poem is in the public domain.
Source: Poets.Org © Academy of American Poets
Author: Anna de Brémont
The Comptess Anna de Brémont was born Anna Dunphy in 1864.
A journalist, memoirist, fiction writer, and poet, she authored two poetry
collections: Sonnets and Love Poems (J. J. Little, 1892) and
Love Poems (Argus Printing Co., 1889).
She died in 1922.
Photo: Image by Darelle from Pixabay
note: in the Advent Wreath, we’d be lighting the fourth candle, called the
Angels Candle to represent peace. May every candle lit this week be a prayer to
bring us closer to peace on earth. Amen.
To you, who celebrate Christmas in December, Happy Fourth Sunday of Advent. Christmas is this week: Merry Christmas; Happy Christmas; Happy Holidays! And if Christmas is not your cup of tea, I understand. There are several holidays that fall in December besides Christmas: Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Winter Solstice, and the newly secular HumanLight. To you all, whichever way you celebrate, I wish you Happy/Super/Joyous December Celebrations.
” “God bless us every one!” said Tiny Tim, the
last of all.” ~ Charles Dickens.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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Thank you for sharing this Christmas delight Selma!
The pleasure is entirely mine, Ingrid. xoxo
Poem and picture made for each other – thank you for featuring this poem and for your Christmas wishes too
How special your visit, Laura. Thanks for the comment too. Wishing you glorious, peaceful celebrations. Stay sweet. xo
Lovely Poem and picture. You are enthusiastic, Selma.
I don’t want the sadness to consume me. It IS NOT toxic optimism like some think. NOT.
For how else will we bring the change if we don’t become the change? Blessings.
Today students brought feeling of Christmas. Now I have holidays till 2nd January. Blessings for you too 🙂
How beautiful 🥰
A delightful poem! and I love the picture, too!
Delighted you stopped to read. Be well. Blessing you.
Relived Christmas once again!