Poinsettia for the table
Bloom of festivity
Pretty little angel
To grace the Christmas tree
Lights and lovely candles
Lending a gentle glow
In tiny golden circles
Wee choirs in the snow
Cookies, cakes and puddings
In volumes quite obscene
Large and tiny presents
Wrapped in bright red and green
Songs extol the season
And malls the latest rave
Excuses become reason
As dollars become brave
Stress finds brand new victims
And cheer loses its mirth
All in the preparation
For 'goodwill, peace on earth'
Shopping lists extended
Beyond the budget’s creed
Holly, jolly merchants
Disguising greed as need
Christmas Eve descending
We brave the cold perhaps
To find within a chapel
A pew, where we collapse
My house sure looks amazing
The food, a work of art
Wouldn’t it be something
If this had been my heart?
Janet~
I'm reminding myself early this year:) It's so easy to get caught up in the superficial side of celebrating, even without intending to.
Remember this one very well.. So true.
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