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Holy Day, Fatman
by LINDA GERMAIN In tribute to a man so jolly We deck the malls with green of Holly Christmas now in zone of gray New catch all phrase: "The Holiday" A feel-sweet time for what it's worth Mere nod to Love and Peace on earth It's all about a short plump guy And elves who toil and deer that fly Displays of glitzy Ritz and shine A time to party, wine and dine And watch that play of Christmas ghosts Or TV Grinch who stole the most There's natural need to look for reason Behind this flashy, red suit season A homing thing we can't ignore Searching on from store to store Beneath the shallow joy and mirth Found deep inside each one from birth God made our fine tuned spirit heart To seek true pattern's missing part In silent streets of midnight clear With open minds whose ears can hear He would speak to each, his heir, Though some may stumble unaware Down detour roads entrenched in danger The real path led to lowly manger Where costly present wrapped for man Redeemed, but on the three-day plan From babe to man in thirty-three The crowning touch on Christmas tree He Died. He rose - our Rose - in fact is living Love's perfect GIFT, He keeps on GIVING _______ Linda is a freelance Christian writer of tongue-in-cheek humor and between-the-eyes serious fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. A former nurse with an English Degree, she edits for others, reviews books, and makes observations from a place of experience and wisdom that finally comes with a little age. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |