A Childhood Memory

by Christina Joy Hommes | Christian Poetry, Christmas Poems

I saw those old Brach’s peppermints
This Christmas at the store –
The tears began and took me back
Through recollection’s door.

I seemed to see dear farmer Hann
In boots and coveralls
Come walking up beside me there
As in the old church halls.

Where every week he’d search me out
And say these words I hear:
Just, “Jesus loves you, I do too.”
So simple yet so clear.
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