Mary Havran

Rookie (1950 / Ohio)

Hollow Holidays (Acrostic) - Poem by Mary Havran

Hallowed be the time before Halloween was the first day of Christmas
Alleluia to the day when Carols did not play
Prior to Thanksgiving
Perhaps you remember it, to me it seems like only
Yesterday such was the rule.

How did we allow
Our priorities to change
Letting commerce lead the way
In deciding the final say
Delivering up the season
Against our better judgement
Yielding to the pressure of
Salesmen and Advertisements

Maybe we lost our way
Even without knowing
Ready to jump at the chance to
Run after ever more accumulations
Yet never having enough

Can you really say you are
Happier now then when the
Real spirit of Christmas
Inspired more than just
Spending or
Taking, and the true
Meaning of Christmas was
As clear as a
Silent night with one brilliant Star

Comments about Hollow Holidays (Acrostic) by Mary Havran

  • (12/21/2007 2:23:00 AM)

    Food for thought and who could disagree with an opinion expressed so eloquently without being forced down ones throat..... t x (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 29, 2011

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