|I'm going to attempt to share a poem a day from now until Christmas...|
Here's a question for you:
Did you start your Christmas shopping on Black Friday?
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CHRISTMAS AT THE MALL
Day after Thanksgiving, at the mall, what is this I see…
Santas sledding in the air and a tinseled Christmas tree,
a roly-poly Frosty, red-nosed Rudolph with some elves,
glittery garlands, balls and bows, bedazzling on the shelves?
The shops are alive with music, “White Christmas,” “Jingle Bells;”
there are “ho, ho, hos,” “let it snows” and cinnamony smells.
It certainly all seems festive, so cheery and so bright,
but what oh what does it have to do with that Holy night?
I cannot find a manger scene, an angel or a star,
I do not see the wisemen…wonder where the shepherds are.
I do not hear a carol or the story of the birth
of Our Savior, Jesus Christ, Who dwelled right here on Earth.
Many, it seems, have cast aside the things that matter most.
By replacing them with fairy-tales, the Treasure became lost.
My heart fills up with sorrow, and I feel the need to prod
the waning faith of restless souls who live apart from God.
We all need to remember the virgin and the Child…
Revive, O Lord, the rock of faith that’s been so long exiled.
Maude Carolan Pych
I've been invited back to be the featured poet at a special holiday event at the Ant Bookstore & Cafe, 345 Clifton Ave., Clifton, NJ, Saturday, December 19th, 7 p.m. It will be an evening of poetry, music and Christmas cookies...
Come join us!