Season's Greetings and Happy Holidays Poems for Free
by Nicholas Gordon
Season's greeting poems, happy holiday poetry, free for any personal or non-commercial purpose.
All poems: copyright by Nicholas Gordon. For Christmas poems, click on Christmas Poems for Free.
For Hanukkah poems, click on Hanukkah Poems for Free.
For Christmas stories, click on Christmas Stories for Free.
For Hanukkah stories, click on Hanukkah Stories for Free.
- All Our Friends Have Come to Play
- All Winter Long the Willows Wait
- Elephants Love Holidays
- Hail to the Season of Remembrance
- Happiness Breaches, Bursting from the Deep
- Happiness Could Use Some Recognition
- Happiness, Even in a Desert
- Happiness Is Not a Holiday
- Happiness Is Often Background Music
- Happiness Is Rarely Melody
- Happy, Happy Holidays to You
- Happy, Happy Holidays to You2
- Happy Holidays
- Happy Holidays Are Rarely Tranquil
- Happy Holidays to You
- Happy Holidays to You and Yours
- Hard By Celebrations There Are Tears
- Hardiness Is Kin to Heartiness
- Have a Happy Hanukkah2
- Have a Happy Holiday
- Have No Fear of Eco-Holocaust
- Health and Happiness to You and Yours
- Hearts on Holidays Tend to Be Tender
- Heaven Has No Happiness
- Heaven Is a Hollow in the Heart
- Here Are Moments Sweet and Everlasting
- Here Is Common Cause for Celebration
- Here the Winter Winds Come Off the Sea
- Here There Are No Hearts Not Touched by Joy
- Here We Go Again -- a Holiday
- Here We Have Three Holidays
- Hints of Happiness Are All Around You
- Hold Within Your Heart Some Happy Tears
- Holidays Are Algorithms
- Holidays Are Gathering Times
- Holidays Are Handed Down
- Holidays Are Happy Days
- Holidays Are Happy Days2
- Holidays Are like Well-Tended Gardens
- Holidays Are Memories in Waiting
- Holidays Are Rarely Holy Days
- Holidays Are Taken Best with Food
- Holidays Do Not Bring Happiness
- Holidays Have Changed over the Eons
- Holidays May Come and Go
- Holidays Predate the Dawn of Dawn
- How About Those Holidays
- How Good to Celebrate Both Holidays
- How Have the Years So Suddenly Gone By
- How Might One Be Happy but by Loving
- How Strange, the Way Life Comes upon the Moment
- Safe Within the Womb of Expectation
- Satisfaction, like the Sea, is Tidal
- Saviors Seldom Surface Nowadays
- Say There's Neither Santa Claus nor God
- Say What You Will About the Winter Gloom
- Seasons Are like Seasonings
- Seasons Come and Go; the Love Remains
- Seasons of Sunshine, Seasons of Rain
- Seasons Sing in Four-Part Harmony
- Seasons Sing with Unrelenting Passion
- Secular Celebrations Seem So Spare
- Seldom Do We See Trees Go Out Walking
- Seldom Is One Satisfied with Sorrow
- Send a Little Sunshine to Your Heart
- Sense Is Not the Sense of Celebrations
- Sense Makes Little Sense This Time of Year
- Sentimental Moments Are Well Planned
- Share a Bit of Sunshine on Dark Days
- Shine like a Moon upon Your Field of Snow
- Short Days Augur Longer Ones
- Should One See Darkness or the Turn to Light
- Show Me All the Bounty of Your Giving
- Silence Is a Quality of Snow
- Silent Night. The Whole World Holds Its Breath
- Silent Snow, Gentle Snow
- Simple Pleasures Rest on Complex Piers
- Sing of All the Pleasures of the Season
- Sing of Love and Happiness and Joy
- Sing of Love, That Graces Every Season
- Sing of Simple Pleasures of the Season
- Sing of the Holidays That End the Year
- Sing of the Holidays That Send One Home
- Sing of the Rhythms of Life
- Snow Is Just the Icing on the Cake
- So Ancient a Festival Ought Touch the Heart
- So Do We Mark the Turning of the Light
- So May This Season of Sweet Celebration
- So May You Be Happy at This Time
- So Might One Turn from Winter into Spring
- So Shall All This Pillow Talk
- So Shall the Changing Seasons Mark the Year
- Some Refuse the Pleasures of the Season
- Some Sense Soon the Sense of Celebration
- Some Would Sing a Melancholy Song
- Some Would Sing to Celebrate the Season
- Some Would Sing Unmercifully of Joy
- Somewhere There's a Magic Door
- Stillness Is a Quality of Mind
- Suppose There Were No Special Times for Greetings
- The Dinosaurs All Celebrate
- The Holidays Are Waiting
- The Wind Brings Down Its Icy Load
- There Is No Better Time than Now
- When You Read This, We'll Be Wed
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Nicholas Gordon, P.O. Box 3043, Fort Lee, NJ 07024.
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