The First Christmas Tree

The First Christmas Tree short poem

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Cross– the first and best Christmas tree
Raised aloft on the Mount of Calvary;
Had for all around gifts enough
Paid by pain from hardest stuff:
Iron, steel and animal hide
While Mother Mary anguished deep inside
At the foot of that first Christmas tree:
Brightened by lightning on Calvary.
Cross– the first and best Christmas tree
At the foot of which, on Calvary
Lay gifts wrapped in flow of red:
Blood of love He painfully shed
For salvation’s story all around
Jesus our King with thorns was crowned.
That was the first and best Christmas tree
Raised aloft on the Mount of Calvary.

Because of this first Christmas tree,
We have a day in history
When all revel in festivity
At the cost of His Divinity
What’s the tree, lights and Christmas cake?
Was He born for our mistake?
He was born to rise for our release
From doubt and death to true belief.

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Born in India, studied in St. Xavier's Collegiate School in Calcutta. Taught English in the city of my birth before moving to Mumbai and finally settling in the UK. I have been writing for a number of years but never really got my works in print. I was influenced by my father who was an avid reader of poetry. I had taught in St. Paul's Mission School, Calcutta and St. Peter's School, Mumbai. Teaching is my passion and I enjoyed my job.
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