The girl of my dream,

Have blue sparkling eyes.

When I look into em,

I feel like I'm drowning inside,

Her fair skins are smooth like milk,

When she soothes lotions all over em,

It tingles me inside.

Her hairs are soft as silk,

When I brush my hands through them.

I recognize the fragrance of a Love Spell.

A spell so strong, a love so quick,

A heart was taken, a gift was sent,

An angel from heaven came down to me,

On the first day of December,

Filling my Christmas with love and joy.

Her every movement so elegant,

Her every blush so heartening,

Her smiles, her smirks,

Like lava of a volcano,

Melts me down so thoroughly from the inside.

Her voice resounds through my body.

Like a lullaby, she sings me to sleep.

The girl of my dream.

Samantha Sue Coop Escudero.

You are so beautiful .

美好的圣誕節(jié)日詩歌英文版【篇2】

Is Christmas dying?

Holly that hang from the door is disappearing,

Lights don't shine so bright.

Christmas goodwill and spirit is hard to be found,

Feeling I've found my scrooge.

Is it now that I've grown I see a different picture,

Not so tinted in green and gifts.

Santa filling my stocking,

Everything such a dream through a child eyes.

Nativity plays being played at school,

The birth of Christ instilled into our lives.

Life is changing with so many different cultures and beliefs.

Will the true meaning be lost?

When we have people digging a hole with their wallets.

Christmas is not about the biggest present,

Or how much money you've spent.

Christmas for me is about love,

Giving it through goodwill, with a smile or just being there.

People may lose faith in religion,

Never lose faith in Christmas,

Christmas is love!

美好的圣誕節(jié)日詩歌英文版【篇3】

The Christmas season fills our hearts with joy;

Brighlightly

Open the door to your heart

Welcome your arrival

catfooted

Embrace the crisp midnight bell

Meet the coming dawn

Oh

I saw the pace of your progress

I received your sincere blessing

Heart

In the cheerful leap

situation

In the warm burning

On this beautiful day

The cold has faded quietly

Warmth surges in my heart

The bright sunshine falls

Our heartst, happy days bring special kinds of pleasure.

We're wrapped in the excitement of it all,

The sights, the sounds, the smells, the tastes we treasure.

Yet when we have some quiet time to think.

About our finest blessings all year through,

We focus on our family and our friends,

And appreciate the gift of knowing you!

美好的圣誕節(jié)日詩歌英文版【篇4】

I have looked at Christmas: holly red.

Secret Santa: rich pudding-fed:

Standing with my eyes shut, on tip toe.

I've stood hopefully under mistletoe.

Now, like scrooge, I look at the season new.

I smile less and party with few.

And all the words of love now lie.

Mock silently, ruffle and die.

I have looked at Christmas from both sides now.

From happy and sad and still somehow.

It's not the season that I see.

It's my own candied fantasy.

But for you I wish the happy red show,

Stockings filled with family galore;

Soul food cooked in kitchens known.

And sleep that is sound in a bed at home.

Because the spirit is not in wishing for ones self you see,

And the dreams and the hopes are for your fantasy.

So I wish you this Christmas old love anew.

And silent wishes that will do come true.

美好的圣誕節(jié)日詩歌英文版【篇5】

See

That red truck,

coming down the mountain,

with our tree?Davey's eyes light up;

joy flutters accross his face like a dove in flight;

excitement dances around his legs as they convey him.

to window, back to Mother's lap, to door-searching, yearning.

belief tugging his toes. It won't be long now. I know. He looks into her.

quiet face, beaming. Listen…listen, someone's coming up the drive. Maybe it'sFather.

Could it be father?“Yes! Yes!” he cries. He races to the door and yanks it wide.

It is!

It is

It is!