Twas the day after Thanksgiving when the panic set in. The time to buy presents was about to begin.
Black Friday sales and online twitters, with hopes that by Christmas, all would be delivered.
We rush through the malls "as dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky"; looking for the perfect present to buy.
Trust nothing to Santa, the elves or his sleigh, we just need those gifts to be opened on Christmas day.
Hunting, and pecking through store after store. Do we remember why we are here anymore?
Finally all gifts are wrapped and under the tree, hoping to fill each and every receiver with joy and glee.
We set out baked cookies and milk in a glass , and fall into bed where we weerily crash.
Christmas Day dawns clear and bright, with none of the panic we felt last night.
The cookies are gone as well as the milk.
The stockings are full and hang with a tilt.
As that moment of silence still hangs in the air, we send up to Jesus a special prayer.
Thank you dear Lord for a glorious day, for the shopping and baking that paved the way.
For all or our family here and away, let each of us celebrate your birthday today.
Merry Christmas to all as we remember the reason for the season.
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ReplyDeleteThat's GREAT!!