Tuesday, July 15, 2014

My Heart Goes Home for Christmas

Oh, my.  I have found a new favorite poet via the older Christmas book I acquired, The Blessings of Christmas.  It contains several poems by Mildred L. Jarrell.  They are lovely and evocative and just touch a nostalgic chord in me.  Here's a real favorite of mine:

My Heart Goes Home for Christmas

My heart goes home for Christmas, 
For there I long to be,
Together with my loved ones
Sitting 'round the Christmas tree.

The little farmhouse nestled
Near a snow-clad country lane,
And dear familiar voices
Raised in carols once again.

I can see the fireplace gleaming
With its cheery flickering glow,
And candlelight a-beaming
Through the windows on the snow.

The road that leads me homeward
Is filled with memory
And I recall each blessing
Of those days that used to be.

My heart goes home for Christmas
And though we're miles apart,
My thoughts go winding onward
And I'll be there in my heart.
~ Mildred L. Jarrell

Isn't that pretty?  I love the line about the candlelight beaming through the windows on the snow.  It reminds me of the colorful electric "candoliers" my grandmother always put on her window sills at Christmas time.


  1. It does evoke all that Christmas encompasses. very lovely poem

  2. Thanks for sharing this sweet poem.

  3. Anonymous1:52 AM

    I can just picture the little farmhouse with its candle lit windows and cozy fireplace . . . love it! Thanks Mrs. T!


  4. You are welcome, ladies! I am glad that you all enjoyed this poem as much as I did. It really does conjure up such a special picture, doesn't it?

    Thanks for stopping by -- it is so nice to see all three of you around my Christmas kitchen table!


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