This is the first "real" poem I ever wrote. It's a little silly, but I was in middle school, so it's not too bad. :) I might've taken a few liberties with the Biblical story...
On That Wonderful Night
There once was a lady named Mary
Who was hardly ever contrary,
And for lack of a better month,
We'll say this happened in February.
It was a man named Joseph she met,
and this man she was determined to get.
When she completed this goal,
They planned the best wedding yet.
In April a problem arose,
For an angel met her while she doze.
She was told she'd have a baby -
Son of the Creator of all that grows.
This caused quite a scandal in town
For they though Mary had been sleeping aroun'.
In truth it was divine coneption,
And her son would be wearing a crown.
In December they left for Bethlehem,
but there was no room for them.
Instead they were put in a barn
With a donkey, a cow and a hen.
Late that night he was bore.
Hay and rags he wore.
Shepherds came to worship Him,
For this was Christ the Lord.
On that miraculous, starry night,
The angels rejoiced with all their might,
For the Savior of the world was born
On that wonderful night.