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The Christmas Season
It's that frantic, hectic time of the year
(This is the season of Good Will and Cheer)
Yet we rush here now, there now, trying to find
A gift for a friend of just the right kind.
Time's running out now, in a very big hurry
(This is a peaceful time with nary a worry)
Yet we check our lists once, check our lists twice
We must get Mother something really nice.
It's later than you think, still so much to do
(This is the time to spread the Word anew).
Yet it's off to the stores we scurry
Would Johnny like something big and furry?
Half-price decorations, our house to adorn
(Alleluia, Christ, the Savior is born)
Yet, down to the shops for one more sale
To see the bargains the merchants unveil.
Gotta buy stocking fillers -- candy, fruit & gum
(Joy to the world, the Lord has come)
Yet here we are running this frenzied race
The tradition's been set, we cannot lose face.
The days are passing frantically away
(Remember, It was Christ who was born on Christmas Day)
Gifts for everyone are overflowing
Yet where are the gifts for Christ the King?
There's not much time, do you think we can change?
(We love the Lord Jesus, but our ways are strange)
Our customs we pass to each generation
But do we explain this big celebration?
Sometimes it seems there's no rhyme or reason
We do these things because "It's the season"
But a special Child was born on this date
And this is the reason we celebrate.
The meaning of Christmas we must explain
(Glory to the King, we must proclaim)
Lord Jesus look down from heaven above
We bring You gifts, our gifts of love.
Poem by Barbara Clement
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