The True Meaning of Christmas

In today's day and time
it's easy to lose sight, 
of the true meaning of Christmas 
and one special night. 
When we go shopping, 
We say "How much will it cost?" 
Then the true meaning of Christmas, 
Somehow becomes lost. 
Amidst the tinsel, glitter 
And ribbons of gold, 
We forget about the child, 
born on a night so cold. 
The children look for Santa 
In his big, red sleigh 
Never thinking of the baby 
Whose bed was made of hay. 
In reality when we look into the night sky, 
We don't see a sleigh 
But a star, burning bright and high. 
A faithful reminder, 
Of that night so long ago, 
And of the child we call Jesus, 
Whose love, the world would know.

Anon