Here it is Christmas again,
My,how time gets away.
It seems like last Christmas,
Was just yesterday.
All that rushing here and there,
Trying to get ahead,
Trying to plan the menu,
So everyone can be fed.
The tree needs decorating,
The mistletoe hung in place,
There's visions of being far away,
But that would be a disgrace.
So, I set about the difficult task,
Of shopping here and there,
With aim of finding the perfect gift,
Though my budget's in despair.
There's cards to mail,
To my list of friends,
In hopes they won't be late.
Gifts now wrapped,under the tree,
Ends torn, cause kids can't wait.
I wonder, as I sigh, if the Lord
Shakes his head when we celebrate,
This most glorious gift in all the world,
We seem to under-estimate.
It appears when Christmas comes to mind,
Santa now holds the rein,
We've pushed aside the true meaning,
Of why Jesus really came.
Peace, love, and good will to all,
Is worth more than we can say,
For they are worth more than all the gifts,
That are opened on Christmas Day.
Yes, Christmas again will soon be over,
In only a few more days,
There's comfort in knowing,
We've one whole year,
Before it again comes our way.
Though rushed and tired we're overcome,
By the hustle of the season,
Lest, we forget why we celebrate,
Jesus is the reason.