You say, Sir, you hate Christmas
List grievances not few
But I wonder if you have thought
These grievances quite through.
There's jangles and there's spangles
Mass frenzy for new toys
But stop to hear the quiet
Of the stable 'midst the noise.
His birth's been near forgotten
Its purpose been replaced
The promise in the life He led
In pop culture now debased.
But that promise holds forever strong
Regardless of the noise
Delight in that, ignore the rest,
Return to Christ-mas joys.
So, please, Sir, don't hate Christmas
But spread the truth drawn here
For Christmas is God's gift, through birth,
To draw His children near.
<written 6/24/2012>
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