Christmas and its Meaning
Christmas comes but once every blessed year,
and is a time of such jubilation and of cheer,
The celebration is loved and revered by all,
Bringing fine memories for each, in its call.
The reasons in regarding this holiday's mirth,
to be observed and regarded in its fond worth.
The Christmas tree, with decorations by all,
so meaningful, to both the big and the small.
There is a "Christmas" lacking in splendor,
one of commercialism, and a false agenda.
The soul purpose, in profiting from its views,
is common to see, as a pretense, confused.
The use of this valued and honored religious time,
nothing more than for those, just to make a dime,
The best of the year, meant for the family to share
ravaged and placed in a dimension, without care.
A third false assertion of the Christmas holiday,
as seen as to be vague and so benign, they say,
The very mention of the season's true name,
draws attention, from many, a chance to defame.
There's to be a season and holiday, with no rhyme,
omitting the word, Christmas, without its true design,
Much satisfaction is derived by these folks, in jest,
as to view the birth of Christ, as in some protest.
Christmas time is almost here, once again, so very near,
and with it comes a wonderful radiance in its fond spirit,
The spirit of love and an everlasting adoration, so clear
full of fine caroling of songs, and all who wish to hear it.
The singing of the angels in celestial heights,
and the smiles of the host, on heaven's throne,
The truth is so righteous in its meaning, bright,
as the Christ Child was born, Bethlehem, his home.
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