The time to be good
The time to do nice deeds for one another
The time the kitchen smells like warm cookies
The time grandma hands out knitted sweaters
The time to cuddle up next to the fireplace
The time of happiness, peace, and tranquility
The time for the Grinch to emerge from his den, shielded in the shadows, and stare at the smiles that are painted on so many succulent saps down below who wish for a white winter.
There is one in all of us isn't there? That hole in our hearts - empty and afraid. Is Christmas really a time of giving? Or has it become a selfish obligation? Giving out gifts in hope of receiving something back in return? All we really want is presents, lots and lots of presents.
Dreading that mall madness
Buying all the latest items in the market
Postponing the decorations of the house
Sick of all the Christmas music on the radio
Wishing Happy Holidays instead of Merry Christmas
Tis the season to be folly seems much more accurate
Humanity's vice juxtaposed to Christmas jolly makes philanthropy a lie doesn't it?
Believing with our eyes instead of our hearts,
which is two sizes too small
Singing of Silver and Gold rather than of family
Is this what we have reduced ourselves to?
Greedy brats pretending to be good just to get that extra gift under a cut down tree
Do we even care about family?
Every person has feelings, good or bad, liked or disliked
Please do not lose sight of what's important
This is the time to listen
And to lift up spirits that dwell among those who cannot see