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"Twas The Day After Christmas"
Twas the day after Christmas,
our house filled with joy,
the trash-cans were full,
from unwrapping each toy.
We loved both our children,
little Brandi and Rick,
So glad they were happy,
with the gifts from St. Nick.
I sat in my chair
and stared out the window,
as my wife and the children,
took turns with Nintindo.
I was deeply troubled
for some strange reason,
something was lacking,
in this Holiday Season.
Then the answer came,
I knew what was wrong,
We've lied to our children,
for God knows how long.
As I thought more about it,
I couldn't help crying,
they believed in a Santa Claus,
we created by lying.
We've told our children,
ever since I can remember,
that Christmas means toys
and they come in December.
If they're good all year
and get right to bed,
then Santa will come,
with his reindeer and sled.
When all along we should have
taught them to pray,
to thank the LORD JESUS,
being born on that day.
To teach them that Christmas,
was a time meant for giving,
to share with the needy
and be thankful for living.
To give from within,
then receiving will please us,
share the best gift of all
and give the LORD JESUS.
Caught up in themes,
we went along with the rest.
but the time had now come
to take the parenthood test.
I told the children,
what I just told you,
then they responded like this,
when I was finally through.
"Thank you Daddy,
for telling us this."
Wrapped their arms tight around me
and gave me a kiss.
We've known for a while,
that Santa was fake,
but we swore not to tell it,
for your and Mom's sake."
We didn't want Christmas,
to be a big flop,
and the fun
that we have every year to just stop."
"And Yes we know Jesus,
but thanks just the same,
every night when we pray,
we call on his name."
"And remember last Christmas,
when we lost all our toys?
We gave them to the orphanage,
for the girls and the boys."
"And we wrote on each package,
each one we would send,
Merry Christmas, I Love You,
from Jesus your friend."
"Is that what you meant,
what giving's about?
"Sharing with others
who are doing without."
Yes I told them
and patted their heads,
gave them a hug and put them in bed.
Our talk was now over
but I have to admit,
they acted so grown,
that it scared me a bit.
But from this day forward,
the truth it shall be,
cause God gave me children,
who are smarter than me.
Written by...
©Timothy Jon Barrett
"Sharing My Gift"
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