The Reason for the Christmas Season

I hear the little children
enraptured with such joy.
Excitement fills their hearts
with every brand-new toy.

And presents are all scattered
beneath the Christmas tree,
awaiting to be opened
with shouts and songs of glee.

The air is filled with chaos
as gifts are passed around.
Loud squeaks and shrills and laughter
are now the only sounds.

And as each gift is unveiled
all eyes are open wide —
the ooh's and aah's and thank you's
are happily supplied.

But. . .

In all this joy and wonder
O' let us not forget
the reason for this season—
a time the LORD had set. . .

The time He sent His child
to be our Shining Light —
Emmanuel — our Savior
was born on Christmas night.

This sacred gift — a blessing —
God gave to you and me —
a gift not wrapped in paper
nor placed beneath a tree.

This poem was a finalist in the December 2024 poetry contest

Books by Kristine Stanton

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