Poem -

Christmas Prayer

The silent gift

Christmas Prayer

The condescending incandescents
Encasing each sap-filled limb
Shining brightly off the handmade crafts
Projecting joy from them
The power of a guilt-filled holiday
Leads family in despair
The biggest presents, most expensive toys
Leaves the less fortunate with envious stare
With togetherness and gratitude skipped over
For the newest electronic craze
The families that ignore the trends
Have the brightest days
With packages opened and paper strewn
Children and parents part
Each to separate quarters of home
Igniting bad ways with more unpleasant starts
The joy of Christmas morning
Brings such a love-filled room
But over faster than it began
Banishes love back to its tomb
If we could all live as the less fortunate do
I believe we could all finally realize
We already have all we need
Provided by our families size

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I feel you Finlee! Christmas has become xmas! My wife has started some family traditions after we open gifts that has brought the intended spirit back of shining a light on the greatest of gifts, The Savior! Thanks for sharing!.................................................Jim

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