(25th March 1943 / )

The Glitter And The Gloss

Do we really bother to celebrate Christmas as we should,
Thanking God for all his wondrous gifts.
Or do we scour and scan all those departmental stores,
Turning us into mad, frenzied spendthrifts.

Do we really link with him at Christmas, is it real,
Or is it just the superficial glitz,
Eating too much turkey and drinking too much wine,
As if it were the last meal at the Ritz.

No decorations there for him, just one bright shining star,
A basic stable for his lowly birth,
Do we really appreciate the glitter and the gloss,
When we should really treasure his true worth.

Perhaps our Christmases have now become extravagant,
A bit obscene, false happiness to buy,
Can we not see the very reason he was born,
And believe in him, just like the wise Magi.

Sing your carols, raise your voice; open up your hearts.
Make this celebration a joyous one,
And leave behind the sparkle, the tinsel and the shine,
Your genuine Christmas Day has just begun.

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Comments (3)

Ernestine....this is indeed the best Christmas poem I have read to date..... very well done
Ernestine>>A sobering, and all so true expression of the misplacement of Christmas, today, & that seems to worsen with each ner year...Excellent sentiments & observations, & so eloquently deliverted w/ the ole'Northoveresque style, we are everso accustomed to reading......FJR
Sing your carols, raise your voice; open up your hearts. Make this celebration a joyous one, Beautiful and so needed words from a caring heart, I agree with you entirely Ernestine We should think about the true meaning and all that we can do to help others Love duncan X