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~CHRISTMAS IS~
 
Christmas is so many beautiful things.
It's the snow sifting down on a quiet town,
Where family ties are tightly bound,
With every card and every telephone ring.
 
It's the children's wonderous eyes,
When they look at the Christmas tree,
Hoping this year there to see,
What Santa's big surprise will be.
 
It's the renewing of what we believe,
With the most beautiful story ever told,
The birth of Baby Jesus so very, very old;
In Bethlehem, on the first Christmas Eve.
 
And through every season there's the reason,
For songs and sacred carols we love to sing,
Memories of bliss to our hearts they bring,
Faith, hope, joy, love strengthen the spirit of the season.
 
Christmas is all the glorious kitchen smells,
Filling an entire house from morning till night,
When family and friends begin ringing doorbells,
Turkey, pumpkin pie, and egg-nog are just right.
 
It's the last minute shoppers hurrying to and fro,
To get that special gift a dear one will adore;
It's the bright twinkling colored lights on every single store,
Saying "Merry Christmas to all" wherever you may go.
 
And when Church bells begin to peal on Christmas Eve
"One" is a very lonely number we cannot conceive,
So together we give thanks for all graces received,
Hoping to have a New Year as wonderful as can be.
 
This Christmas give a gift of love to share,
With family, friends, and neighbors far and near;
It's easy to love your friends so dear,
But NOT loving your enemies would be unfair.
 
Christmas is so many things,
So many beautiful things;
People become more forgiving,
Remember:  It's a time FOR GIVING.
 
Carmen Luisa Iglesias

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~Jesus is the Reason for the Season~
 
Jesus is the reason for the season.
Every time Christmas comes our way.
So special a time for everyone,
Unbounded blessings are here to stay.
Seasons greetings are in tune.
 
It's the order of the day.
Say it singing or with gifts,
 
Twelve days you shall have for this.
Have yourself a wonderful Christmas holiday,
Everywhere you may pine to roam,
 
Remembering that to be happy in many ways,
Early you should head for home.
At no other time of the year, it seems,
Sincere warmth and affection are so nearby.
Our world is a brighter, cleaner place that gleams,
Night's stars twinkle in the early winter evening sky.
 
For Christmas is a family time,
Offering us the opportunity of being with each other
Reaching out across the miles to remind,
 
Those we love that like our home there is no other.
Having a White Christmas is everyone's most               
treasured dream.
Even the most grumpy grumbling souls
 
Sigh in admiration when they see the gleaming snow,
Enthralled momentarily in the beauty of it all.
As we all know Christmas is the season of love,
Soon it will be Christmas Day.
Ordinary people doing things in an extraordinary way
Not letting the Christmas spirit ever fade away.
 
Carmen Luisa Iglesias

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"Villancico Yaucano" is one of Puerto Rico's favorite Christmas songs by the late composer Amaury Veray (1992).  The song tells the story of a Puerto Rican boy from the Yauco's countryside who worships the Baby Jesus in the Manger.
 
Yauco is a town that is perfumed by the essence of coffee.  It is called "El Pueblo del Café" by the people of Yauco (The Coffee Town).  During the month of February they celebrate the National Coffee Harvest Festival which coincides with the anniversary of the town's founding (February 19, 1756).  Activities include a parade, poetry readings, artisan crafts and paintings.
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*SONG*
~CHRISTMAS CAROL FROM YAUCO~
By Carmen Luisa Iglesias
(English Adaptation of the original
 "Villancico Yaucano" composed by
Amaury Veray)
 
I would love, dear Child, to kiss you,
But Saint Joseph won't permit it
He says that I'll make you cry
But I know you would permit it.
 
He has been born in a Manger
With spider webs all around it
Between the mule and the bull
Our Savior was all surrounded.
 
I am a poor boy from Yauco.
From there I have come to see Him
And for my Little Lord Jesus
A tiny rooster I bring Him.
 
Now you know beautiful Baby
I'm from the town that makes coffee.
So if you would like two bags
I would gladly bring them to you.
 
In Bethlehem there's a fire
From the Manger comes a flame
It is a star that has fallen
From the sky upon the hay.
 
I am Juan the fruit vendor
And I have come from the mountain
To bring you fresh fruit and veggies
That grow by my humble cabin.
 
To our Little Newborn Infant
Everyone offers their gift
Since I have nothing to give Him
My heart I put at his feet.

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Villancico Yaucano
Por:  Amaury Veray
 
Quisiera Niño besarte
Y San José no me deja.
Dice que te haré llorar,
¿Verdad que aún así me dejas?
 
Yo soy un pobre yaucano
Que vengo de Yauco aquí
Y a mi Niño Dios le traigo
Un gallo ki-qui-ri-quí.
 
Ya lo sabes Niño hermoso
Soy del pueblo del café
por si quieres dos saquitos
También yo te los traeré.
 
En Belén tocan a fuego
Del portal sale una llama
Es una estrella del cielo
Que ha caído entre las pajas.
 
Yo soy Juan el verdurero
Que vengo de la montaña
Y le traigo viandas buenas
Desde mi humilde cabaña.
 
Al Niño recien nacido
Todos le ofrecen un don
Yo como no tengo nada
Le ofrezco mi corazón