To keep with the spirit, I wrote it Christmas Story style...
‘Twas a month before Christmas, when all through the house,
I started organizing, with the help of my spouse;
A Christmas basket for a family in need,
For whom, my first objective, was really to feed.
I started organizing, with the help of my spouse;
A Christmas basket for a family in need,
For whom, my first objective, was really to feed.
Our friends I contacted by e-mail,
Hoping their generosity would not fail;
At once their responses came,
It was clear they were not lame!
What is this I hear?
Some of you may fear;
Christmas they do not celebrate,
Regardless, hunger must dissipate.
What does that matter?
Petty rivalries must shatter;
It’s not about a personal belief,
But to bring some relief.
No wonder the world is in disarray,
If charity only goes one way;
Hunger is agnostic,
Giving is fantastic!
Simply lay a hand,
And try to understand;
The meaning should be clear,
To spread some Holiday Cheer!
To give and share,
What you have and can spare;
To put food in a belly,
Help some to be merry.
It is not about religion,
Or any other reason;
Share some love with all,
That’s the meaning of Christmas, after all!
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Image: The Gift of Giving
2 comments:
Love the poem, and the sentiment.
ts: Thanks! I worked hard on it because this project means a lot to me, and to see people backing out of helping because of religious belief is just a little too much for me...
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