A Holiday Poem for the Whole Year
T’was the month of December and all through the weeks,
A frenzy of folks, for ‘things’ they would seek
Pushing their way through the others in a scurry,
Get out of my way – Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Gizmos! And gadgets! And all the latest fads!
Surely, with all this ‘stuff’, no one will be sad!
But it’s not just Christmas, that we find objects to hold dear,
The religion of consumerism exists all through the year.
Cashing in on the sales, just think – the money we’ll save!
For more and more items, you can’t take to the grave.
For some of these folks, these ‘things’ provide solace – on this happiness they depend,
But for others – happiness is found – without a dime to spend.
An embrace, a smile, a gesture, a tender touch
Irreplaceable things – that really don’t cost much.
We get caught up in the parking lot mess, the debt, the stress
Some of us forget – the greatest gift of all – is an act of kindness.
If you want to give true items of gold,
Invest in the things that can’t be sold… memories, experiences, and tales to be told
For the things worth giving, are memories not forgot
They come with real value – because they can’t be bought
The useless crap we collect eventually serves its purpose
Winding up as garbage and junk, eventually worthless
Think not about what you want, but truly what you need
When you remove the clutter – is when you are freed
Collect possessions of love and desire – things that fill your heart inside
When you shop from outside-in, you’ll never really be satisfied
Because ‘things’ only offer moments that are soon to be fleeting
They are not the things that keep your heart beating.
If you don’t know what to give, there’s one true gift that everyone wants
Is the gift of happiness and love – it doesn’t come in a box
It’s not hanging on a rack or sitting on a shelf
And it surely isn’t glued together by elves.
For the gift of pure joy in the heart, is not a room to be furnished
Because it all derives from character – and character can’t be purchased.