It's not about the monetary things,
or other gifts the holiday brings.
Have you forgotten Christ was born
in a tiny stable on Christmas morn?
Heavenly angels sang with joy
to the precious infant boy.
Shepherds and kings came from afar,
following a special, shimmering night star.
As He grew older, they knew He was blessed,
for He was different from all of the rest.
Admired and respected for His noble ways,
all of His followers gave Him praise.
Some did not like the holy messages relayed,
swearing that a price was to be paid.
Captured and mistreated was God's only son,
His followers wondering what he had done.
Jesus did not falter spreading the word,
knowing His Father's message must be heard,
until nailed to a cross and crucified,
never once did His undying faith subside.
So when asked what Christmas means to me,
the answer is simple, it's about Mary's baby.
The infant known as Jesus born in a stall,
is the greatest gift given to one and all.
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