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Carl Stevens’ Journal: A Christmas Poem

By Carl Stevens, WBZ NewsRadio 1030
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BOSTON (CBS) — A Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from WBZ NewsRadio 1030 and CBS Boston. WBZ NewsRadio 103′s Carl Stevens has a poem about the true meaning of Christmas.

Listen as Carl Stevens reads his poem and follow along with the words below.

Amid the hustle and bustle of the holidays, it’s a reminder about what Christmas is all about.

WBZ NewsRadio 1030′s Carl Stevens reads his poem

Santa Claus has come and gone,
The morning sun is high.
There’s wrapping paper on the floor,
A baby starts to cry.

The teenagers are out the door.
Your uncle cracks a beer.
Your sister’s kids play x-box.
Your mind shifts down a gear.

 You reach out for the clicker
And watch the NBA.
Your heavy eyes dip slowly
And soon you drift away.

You nap away the afternoon
With Christmas ham digested.
The chaos of the morning’s past
And now’s the time for resting.

 But beyond your quiet slumber,
Beyond the presents and the tree
This day is something greater
Than what we hear and what we see

 That eastern star’s still shining
In the sky within our souls.
A radiant child in swaddling clothes,
A story that each day unfolds

 There’s something here that’s greater
With a breath we hardly know,
A savior in the sunset,
Angels in the snow.

 Christmas is more than calendars,
And presents, trees and lights.
It’s a warm and sudden promise
That every day invites.

 It’s a candle in an alley,
A smile or a tear,
A sidewalk to redemption,
Into hope, and out of fear.

When you wake up in the evening
And celebrate with friends,
You recognize this holy place
This constant Bethlehem.

 Regardless of belief or creed
Each life can be well spent
As we gratefully acknowledge that
Each day is heaven-sent.

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