Back To the Beginning
Back To the Beginning
I remember
As a little girl
Christmas Eve sitting around the fireplace
With my brothers and sisters
Listening to Mom and Dad
As they told us the story
Of the first Christmas
Christmas morning getting up and getting dressed
Going to church in our Sunday best
Mom and Dad walking up the aisle
With five little ones right behind
I really miss those times
When Mom and Dad made Christmas special
Never losing the true meaning
Always taking us
Back To the Beginning
I am all grown up now
As I find myself, getting caught up in the hustle and bustle of Holiday shopping
Competing with whatever I did last year
Then there is a moment when I stop and think
Of Christmases past
How back then it did not matter what it was
How it was all about the togetherness
The fun of getting ready and going to
Christmas Mass
Then coming home and all helping prepare
Christmas Dinner
Opening gifts and seeing what Santa brought us was nice I admit
The true spirit of Christmas
Is what I miss the most
Therefore, I take myself
Back To the Beginning
As I hang each ornament on that tree
Hang lights around a door or window
I think about how I can show a good example
Do what Mom and Dad did for me and
Take my loved ones
Back To the Beginning
Lead by example that is what I have learned
So this year though I may give a few gifts
I will keep in mind
The person I am trying to find a gift for
Why are they so special and dear to me
What would be the best way to show
Them how much they mean to me.
Most of all I want to help
Remind them
Or teach them
What Mom and Dad taught me
The true meaning of Christmas
So please dear Lord help me
As I take my loved ones with me
Back To the Beginning
By: Jean Shular
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