Santa Claus was in trouble.
He’d lost a sack and he was in disgrace.
He was slithering down a chimney
When a child recognised his face!
Without thinking, the child asked his hero.
“Is the whole sack for me?”
Sadly Santa had no choice,
What could he do but agree?
He was now short of presents
But he tried the best that he could
To fill all the remaining wishes
And make all his promises good!
Children can’t be blamed for being greedy,
It’s adults that are to blame.
Worth is judged by possessions
And those without, well, that’s just a shame.
Now I’m an old romantic,
Always believing good will overcome.
But if we are all ‘Christians’
What have we done for Christendom?
It should not be just at Christmas
That we remember those with less.
Each day is a new beginning,
Another chance for more thoughtfulness.
© 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.