Why Christmas

You and I weren’t there

On that first Christmas night

We heard no song, no baby’s cry

Didn’t even see the star’s light

Yet we celebrate Christmas

So many years later

About two thousand years

If I correctly remember

Why? We may well ask

It was so long ago

Why celebrate something

And celebrate so much so?

“Presents”

The youngest of us would say

And Santa Claus and Rudolph

In their merry sled

“Family”

The more elder of us would reply

To meet again with our loved ones

To chat beyond more than “Hi”

“Food”

I can almost hear

My more mischievous friends saying

Then secretly shaking their heads saying it’s fattening

But why? Truly why?

Christmas was always so much more

Presents, food and family

That can’t be all

I think it is the same reason

The angels sang that night

And three kings came visiting

Following the star light

It was because unseen by most

Asleep in the hay

God made into man

Our saviour lay

Merry Christmas Everyone!

May K.