Christmas Is Such A Good Idea, I Wonder Who Thought It Up! 1 The malls overcrowded with shoppers, all desperately trying to find That one special gift guaranteed to provide delights that boggle the mind. 7 This guy we call Santa Claus puzzles me too Really, what sort of person is this who Invades people's homes, then casually waits To give the lady of the home a kiss. 2 Franticly they continue to shop until all their money is gone, But there's no need to worry this year for the credit card lets them shop on! 8 But all is forgiven when stockings are filled, And presents are left for the children Who leave him a treat (cookies and milk) And dream of what Santa might bring them. 3 Ah yes, this is Christmas, just one scene we love, And to make ourselves feel extra jolly, We string lights in the windows and lavishly fill All our rooms with garland and holly. 9 Rockin' around the Christmas tree Seems a very strange custom indeed, I never have figured it out, myself Though it beats asking Santa for teeth! 4 Friends will stop by for a visit, And for that we must "put on the dog" Extra food is made ready with goodies and punch It's Christmas, and we're going "whole hog!" 10 With all these mysteries about Christmas I admit that it still has me hooked You'll have to agree it's the best time of year I know 'cause I've looked and looked. 5 What a great idea, Christmas -- I wonder who dreamed it up With Santa and Rudolph, and all of the elves Giving children a chance to get "stuff". 11 So whose idea was Christmas? I'd like to meet him and say, "What is the meaning behind it, And why won't this warm feeling stay?" 6 The songs that we hear in this season Confuse the astutist of men; The stories they tell are a strange combination Of fiction from "way back when." ©Dec. 1992, Grace Baxter Background: My mother, a piano teacher extraordinaire, was planning a Christmas piano recital. She called me one day and asked if I would write a poem for the occsion. The theme of the recital was to be the REAL meaning of Christmas, and the students would be playing various carols. Since the words would not be sung, Mom wanted to be sure that the message would not be lost. We chatted about some of the silly songs that we hear during the season, and how sad it is that the most wonderful truth about christmas is often missed. No one disputes the fun and fantasy that is part of Christmas, however, the very existence of the holiday is due to a much more important event. My poem was to be a preamble for the recital which followed, and was intended to present a strong contrast, and cause one to think. Pass on the Christmas cheer! Forward this poem to a friend. Just click the Mail2Friend button. Click your browser's "BACK" button to return here. HOMEPoetry IndexTop