Do you believe in Santa Claus
Are you following Rudolph’s red nose
Is brilliant white Christmas snow
Blinding your vision
Dear one, isn’t it the truth you want to know
Ole Santa, the world, will judge you
Good or bad, give gifts accordingly
But you cannot surprise Jesus
Born as a wee babe
Who lay down His life in love’s death to free us
Don’t follow flashing neon signs
That may be oh so, so beautiful
Wrapped in tinsels of ‘Look at me’
They line the wrong path
And lead to a scene you could never foresee
Oh Christmas, yes what a season
So enjoy your fellow company
Let Christ’s joy ever infuse you
Remember others
In their need, and may His peace reflect anew
© 2018 Liana Wendy Howarth
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