Theresa Ann Moore

Rookie - 0 Points (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

‘tis The Season - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

As the chill of the winter season begins to knock
Daylight Savings Time tumbles back on the clock
Replacing sunlit hours of the day are colorful lights
Christmas music fills department stores overnight

The big gobble bird hasn’t even been roasted yet
Snowflakes are absent and precipitation is still wet
The rush to promote present giving is obviously clear
Gift giving is the way to show that you care each year

What would be the perfect way to say Merry Christmas?
Choose a present that no other can possibly surpass
Will it be received with sincere graciousness and pleasure?
Perhaps it will become a closet stored recyclable treasure

As the merriment of the season delights and takes hold
An awareness of discrepancy slowly begins to unfold
Many people are not smiling as their worried thoughts roam
Uneasy about how they will buy food and protect their homes

A haunting cloud hangs overhead as 'For Sale, ' signs appear
Jobs are dwindling and a sense of security has disappeared
Perhaps the best way to show how much we care is to give
A gift of assistance to those who need help just to live

Contribute to a reputable charity that is ready and willing…
Giving to someone who has lost hope will be very fulfilling
Be with your family and share thanks for what you possess
You don’t need to get more extravagant gifts to feel blessed


Comments about ‘tis The Season by Theresa Ann Moore

  • V P Mahur (3/24/2014 2:41:00 PM)


    Dear Madam,
    Lovely poem to read
    Thanks!
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    'Destination Of Love'
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  • (4/11/2009 1:08:00 AM)


    i agree.. u r so articulate and u have a free spirit amazing (Report) Reply

  • (5/11/2008 8:07:00 AM)


    festivals are about sharing. there is no joy greater than seeing a smile on dejected face. yes, we should give to the needy and not fill our cuppoards with stuff we don't need (Report) Reply

  • Linda Ori (12/21/2007 11:09:00 AM)


    Amen to that one, Teresa. Your heart's in the right place and this is a most eye-opening poem. It's always better to give than to receive, and in doing so, much pleasure is derived by both parties. Good for you!
    Linda :)
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  • (11/10/2007 9:16:00 AM)


    You have come up with a perfect way to say Merry Christmas. Lots of us find it hard to keep focus on the 'Holiday Spirit.' If you want a laugh at an imperfect way, take a glance at my 'WARNING! Watch What Your Wrap For Christmas.' I will add your suggestions to my to-do list. Write On, Tom (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011


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