The True Meaning of Christmas

What does this wintry holiday truly mean, called Christmas? Is it the cost of a present, or if you get what is on your long Extended wish list. No, my friend it means so much more, spiritually, emotionally, Loves magical wonderment lives within all beings, great and small. Loved ones gather from far and near, sharing this uplifting gift, of Good will and cheer. Bright lights of glamor, shiny ribbons and bows, are nothing compared, To the pure joy shared on Christmas morning, when the youngsters awake, Running down stairs wondering if Santa Clause came. Or to receive an unexpected gift, a visitor from a great distance, Coming home after serving his country. God bless our service man and women whom have given their best, So we at home may remain free. Heart in hand we honor these the best of us, whom represent our Wondrous nation. What lies beneath the sacred Christmas tree, means very little, It is just a price tag, with pretty paper wrapped around it. Hugs and kisses from my grand kids, mean more to me, Or their lovely drawings of snowmen scotch tape to the frig, Rate the most valuable in this grandma eyes than silver chains Of gold. How does one measure his wealth, in dollar signs, or Possession, nay it is judged by how much one is loved, And gives love in return. This is the true meaning of this holiday, And so I will honor Christmas in my heart, And try to keep it all the year. Always to be the best I can be, to those special, People in my life, friends, family, and humanity In general. After all a smile, or a helping hand can go A long way these day, just try it and you'll Find out. Merry Christmas to all, and remember To always to pay it forward. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN