10+ Best Christmas Poems For Nephews

Let An Angel Fall From Heaven By Grace

Let an angel fall from heaven.
Let an angel fall into your arms.
When he was born he lit up the room.
Feed him well, so he’ll grow up big.
Let him experience things you never did.
Loving you is what he’ll do.
Take pictures, so you can look back and laugh.
Let him work on trucks,
Let him play ball in school.
Just don’t let him grow up too fast,
’cause now is the time to play.
Thank God, for letting this angel fall
From heaven and into your arms.

His Words Set Me Free By Michelle

Published: August 2008

I’ve held it in
Not sure why
But I’ve not been able to cry

He left so quick
I didn’t have much time
Suddenly, he wasn’t mine

I wasn’t ready
To let him go
So if I cried, it would be so

I still had things to do
His wash, His games, His toys
The messy room of a boy

But suddenly
As I sat to wait
For him to come home through the garden gate

It struck me that he was gone
That he had died
And I began to cry

And I saw the angels
They were flying by
With my child in the sky

Give him back
I shouted out
But they just flew about

I fell to the ground
I challenged the Lord
Then I begged and read His Word

How can I live
When my life has just gone
How can I go on?

And then I hated
I blamed them all
For my child shouldn’t have heard the call

While I lay there
In such pain
I heard a voice who called my name

“I do not know sadness
And I do not know hate
Most of all, I do not question my fate

Stand up Mother
And very tall
I wasn’t taken I heard the call!”

So I got up
I turned around
And there was no one to be found

And so it was time to cry
Cause I heard his voice
And it was also time to rejoice

“I wasn’t taken I heard the call”
He said to me
And it set me free

My Nephew Michael By Kristy

My nephew is my heart.
He opens doors to rooms
I never knew were there,
Breaks through walls
I don’t recall building.
He lights my darkest corners
With the sparkle in his eyes.
My nephew is my soul.
He inspires my wearied spirit
To fly on wings of angels
But while I hold his hand
My feet never leave the ground.
He stills my deepest fears.
My nephew is my past.
He writes my history.
In his eyes I recognize myself,
Memories only we can share.
He is my best friend,
He gives me hope,
He lights up my life.
My nephew

Andrew By Amanda

Andrew my nephew,
I have a secret to share with you
And that secret is huge
So here are some rules to follow before I tell you.
Do as your mom says
And always try your best.
And my final rule is to
Have fun and never regret.
Now for my secret which you shall never forget….
No matter where life takes you your Tia’s heart will be with you!
I love you!