Comes, they say, but once a year.
Presents, tinsel, food galore,
All the goods come out of store.
Lots of money needed now,
Parents must find it somehow.
Songs on radio, TV,
All add to the spending spree.
Mincepies, crackers, Christmas cake,
Busy mothers try and bake.
Puddings, holly, mistletoe,
Carols sung where e'er we go.
Turkeys, geese and chicken fine,
Port, gin, sherry and white wine.
Open parcels, eat and drink,
Not much time to really think.
Once more mankind intent on bliss,
The hidden beauty tends to miss.
They keynote of it all is love,
Brought to us by the power above,
Beneath, around and in all life,
To overcome problems and strife
E'er present on this planet Earth.
Remember then the divine birth!
Translate the love in kindness true,
In every little act you do.
In every thought and every day,
Help someone on their weary way.
Although we can't all Christlike be,
At least we can each try and see.
. . . . Percy E. Corbett from his collection The Enternal Stairway
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