The more we wish for Christmas joy, the more it seems so rare
We may think everything is right, and that we really care
We donate lots of money, and we help our families too
What about the people who are less fortunate than you?
What about the places where people live in fear?
How can they even celebrate, or welcome Christmas cheer?
When will they begin to feel like life has something more?
How do they begin to warm to Christmas anymore?
We all should share our feelings, and help those most in need
What good are empty wishes, when these folk have mouths to feed?
So by all means have a happy time, but take some time to pray
For after celebrating, others need help every day.
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