The meaning of Christmas suffers forever
With 'Happy Holidays' no spirit comes forth
Passing out gifts when we all come together
God isn't in boots and He's not from the north
But God gave a gift that has given us much
That 1st Christmas day when born in a manger
In accepting His gift we're branded as such
Recognizing now where once was a stranger
Can this Spirit of Christmas last us all year
With O Holy Night in our hearts from above
Principles in life we should hold to be dear
Why can't all the religions practice such love
Nothing against Santa as its fun for the child
Just simply explain so true meaning they see
As they tear into gifts and begin to run wild
The Spirit of Christmas isn't under the tree
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem