A-Poem-a-Day Until Christmas
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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.
Some, it seems, have cast aside the things that matter most—
By substituting fairy-tales, the Treasure can get lost.
My heart fills up with sorrow and causes me to prod
the fading faith of dear ones, who used to walk with God.
Lord, help us all remember the virgin and the Child…
Revive in us once strong faith that’s been waning a while.
Maude Carolan Pych
We've Been Invited Back
to read poetry at The Ant,
345 Clifton Ave., Clifton, NJ
Saturday, December 15, 7 p.m.
Come join us for a festive evening
of poetry, music & Christmas cookies, too!
|Sr. Jane Abeln, SMIC, Pastor EJ Emerson|
Maude Carolan Pych, Barbara Williams-Hubbard