Twas just days before Christmas...

...and all through your brain,
You're scanning your checklist, resisting emotional strain,
So much to do and so little time,
To shop for so many must for sure be a crime.

I in a Walmart, frantic at best,
Had stuffed my cart up with garbage...I jest!
I couldn't find anything worth a cent of my money
Or that my loved ones would like. It truly ain't funny.

An empty cart, ain't that just great?
Just six days are left, but I wish there were eight.
When my stress-weary mind stopped all its clatter,
I said to myself "Self! What's the matter?!"

"You think too less of others, too much of self!
The Reason for the season ain't the fat selfish elf."
I realized I was right (as I usually do)
And reached for the Bible in Luke chapter two.

I read from the top and went straight down,
Where Joseph and Mary went to Bethlehem town,
The Greatest of all Gifts was delivered that day,
A Light shining bright to show all the way.

So enjoy the season, enjoy the traditions,
But remember the Gift that saves us from our sins,
And let me conclude with this poem I edit,
Christ is why there's Christmas, AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT!