Month: December 2012

Bah! Humbug or Maybe The Dickens With It
by Betty Ann Fisher

Though Santa’s on the rooftop
With his reindeer hitched to sleigh
I’m convinced his trip is non-stop
And he’ll head the other way.

The stores are filled with bustle
And shoppers in a rush
Theirs is a test of muscle
And their manners make me blush.

This year’s cards all leave me cold
Show naught of Season’s meaning.
Angels in modern dress are bold
Some at a lamp post leaning.

I long for Cherubs garbed in white
With faces which are meek
And Wise Men of that Holy Night
Not thugs with tongue in cheek

Where’s the heartfelt spirit told?
The joy of love and giving?
What of the shepherd tending fold?
How come these times we’re living?

It surely will be Christmas though
Wherever stars come out
To light the way across the snow
Of that there is no doubt.