
CHRISTMAS, 1967
by Luis G. Dato After we’re fifty, what to us the meedOr garden, or what mystic meaning yetMay Christmas hold or memory forget,Which the heart spurns and will refuse to heed;The thorns of what late flowers may make bleedThe heart…
Filipino Poet, Writer and Educator
by Luis G. Dato After we’re fifty, what to us the meedOr garden, or what mystic meaning yetMay Christmas hold or memory forget,Which the heart spurns and will refuse to heed;The thorns of what late flowers may make bleedThe heart…
By Luis G. Dato At Christmas time the nights are dark and chill, But over all the world resplendent sill The Star of Bethlehem we all can see, Rejoicing in the Lord’s Nativity. All to the Church will gather swain…
By Luis G. Dato The bells of Christmas let them ring At Jesus’ birth, our Lord, our King, The stars of Heaven let their light Fill all the world this X’mas night. Lo! from the East the Three Wise Men…
By Luis G. Dato And now as gladsome Christmas comes this year, May it, O Lord, bring to us all good cheer, May joy and happiness pervade the heart, And from our homes the cloud of Care depart! By night…
By Luis G. Dato The Christmas season, it is here The gladsomest of all the year. Two thousand years or so this morn To Virgin Mary Christ was born. Long, long ago, in Bethlehem, In a low manger lay the…