Christmas Poem 2012

Christmas comes and Christmas goes,

Long and dark winter’s wind blows.

Snow builds up,

fires alight,

all while children’s eyes glow bright.

Traditions to keep

leave little time for sleep,

with presents to buy,

seeing Santa–no time to be shy.

Trees sparkle and shimmer,

packages glisten and glimmer,

children can’t help,

pondering and staring.

Cakes and pies baking,

cookie decorating,

children behaving,

parents’ nerves fraying.

Country ham baking,

sugar glaze basting,

biscuits and cornbread,

On the table hasten.

Children sit still,

appetites fleeting,

toward tree lights and packages,

eyes continually peeking.

Excitement they can’t quell

called Christmas’s magic spell.

Hurry, hurry, hurry up and wait,

children to bed earlier than late.

Sleep eventually wins out,

dreams whisk away

the impatience of the day.

While parents scurry

to wrap in a flurry

stashes hidden before.

Before the sun rises,

cherubs at their door,

pleading for permission,

to let the mayhem begin.


Photo Prompt # 8 Reason for the Season? 12.20.12


It is inescapable.  Swivel your eyes to the left and you are bombarded with Christmas trees.  Squint to the right and you are inundated with wrapping paper, lights, gift bags, and tinsel.  While your eyes take in the scenery, your ears signal to you that you are humming along with the Muzak playing religious or holiday songs.  And if you are lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time you may be jostled, by like-mesmerized-shoppers, right off your path only to discover you are in front of a shop filled with the wonderful fragrance of gingerbread or peppermint.

Thinking about Christmas this year what struck me was this: why do some people celebrate Christmas if they are non-believers in God?  What purpose do they have for purchasing or exchanging gifts?  Why do they go through the hustle and bustle of the holiday?

As a believer I know that with each token I bestow on someone else I am honoring God and the gift He gave us in the gift of Jesus.  While my tokens certainly don’t measure up, it’s the thought that counts right?  Although my public practices have been stifled by man’s offensive bastardization of what my innocent childhood relied on to be true, I continue to foster my faith by holding true traditions instilled in me from an early age.


Not a season goes by that I don’t watch all movie versions of “Yes, Virginia, There Is A Santa Clause”, the only version of “It’s A Wonderful Life”, and of course “Prancer”.  I try not to miss televised offerings of “Frosty”, “Charlie Brown’s Christmas”, and the original “Grinch Who Stole Christmas”. I always hope to catch the Norelco commercial with Santa sledding through the snow.norelco-santa


These shows are certainly not religious in nature but they infuse, in my heart at least, the basic kindness that propels humanity toward being compassionate,   kind, and supportive of one another as we journey through our life here on earth just as Jesus portrayed during his journey.  It is the least he expects of us and most days we fall short of the least of his expectations.

I read the story of Jesus’ birth while playing the religious holiday songs that are my favorite.  I contemplate that goal of reading the whole Bible and again have the internal argument about being cheated out of the books someone before me felt didn’t need to be included and what I am missing by not getting to read everything.

So someone tell me what I am missing now.  If you don’t believe in God, what are you celebrating on December 25th?