THE CHRISTMAS STRANGER
|At Christmas time there was a man,
who looked so out of place.
As people rushed about him,
at a hurried sort of pace.
|He stared at all the Christmas lights, |
the tinsel everywhere.
The shopping center Santa Claus,
with children gathered near.
The mall was packed with shoppers, |
who were going to and fro.
Some with smiles, some with frowns,
and some too tired to go.
They rested on benches, |
or they hurried on their way.
To fight the crowds for purchases,
to carry home that day.
The music from the stereo,|
was playing loud and clear.
Of Santa Claus and snowmen,
and funny nosed reindeer.
He heard the people talk about, |
the good times on the way.
Of parties, fun and food galore,
and gift exchange that day.
I'd like to know what's going on, |
the man was heard to say.
There seems to be some sort,
of celebration on the way.
|And would you tell me who this is, |
all dressed in red and white.
And why are children asking "him"
about a special night.
The answer came in disbelief, |
I can't believe my ear.
I can't believe you do not know,
that Christmas time is here.
The time when Santa comes around, |
with gifts for girls and boys.
When they are asleep on Christmas Eve,
he leaves them books and toys.
The man you see in red and white, |
is Santa Claus so sly.
The children love his joyful laugh,
and twinkle in his eye.
His gift packed sleigh is pulled along, |
by very small reindeer.
As he flies quickly through the air,
while darting here and there.
The children learn of Santa Claus, |
while they are still quite small.
When Christmas comes "he" is the most,
"important" one of all.
The stranger hung His head in shame, |
He closed a nail pierced hand.
His body shook in disbelief,
He did not understand.
A shadow crossed His stricken face, |
His voice was low but clear.
"After all these years they still don't know."
And JESUS shed a tear.
|~ Author Unknown ~