It’s not about reindeer Santa,

or pesky little elves.
It’s not about hanging tinsel
or lights in twinkling twelve’s.

It’s not about toys and travel
Or Grandma’s Turkey pie.
It’s not about fun and laughter—
Stars twinkling in your eye.

It’s not about gifts and treasure
but animals in the stall
with shepherds, angels, Wise Men
and others come to call.

For with all celebrations,
there’s joy, laughter, fun.
But let us not forget
the reason for the Son.

It’s Jesus, who was born
one starry winter’s night
with angel’s song of welcome
before they took their flight

A Holy celebration
Resurrected every year
that brings us all together
as angels hover near.

He is that manger baby
He is that childhood nod
He is our celebration
He is the son of God.

©.Phoebe Leggett

©.2012 Phoebe Leggett

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About Phoebe Leggett

Phoebe Leggett is an author, poet, and free-lance writer whose articles, stories, and poetry have enhanced the lives of many. In 2007 she received two awards for her work at the Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writer’s Conference in Ridgecrest, North Carolina. Her articles, stories, and poetry have been published in adult and children’s Christian literature as well as online. Her books are available on under her name.
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