A Christmas poem

‘Tis the day before Christmas and all through the town,

not a creature is resting, they rush up and down.

They push on the gas, then slam on the brake.

They have presents to buy and cookies to bake.

The Walmarts are jam-packed with young and with old,

all grabbing the merch like it’s priceless as gold.

In the malls they are dashing, throwing elbows and glares

as they cram on the escalators and run on the stairs.

The gifts must be epic – no cost is too high.

With credit and debit they buy and they buy.

And the Salvation Army man’s ringing his bell,

but there’s no time to give or to wish the man well.

People watch Christmas movies and sing Christmas songs

while they bury the emptiness and pretend nothing’s wrong.

A statue of Jesus lies cold in the snow,

upstaged by the lights of a fancy store window.

And no one remembers through the blindness of greed

that God sent his Son to be all that we need.

He showed us the way we were meant to live –

he taught us to love and he taught us to give.

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About Nicole

Daughter of God, wife, mother, volunteer youth leader, substitute teacher, aspiring writer, rabbit owner, nature lover. These are some of my titles.
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