Ghosts Of Christmas, The Poem by Brother Jonathan Gardner

The ghosts of Christmas visit you each year.
Known or unknown to you, they are forever near,
The ghosts whisper.
But do you hear?

There’s things to do, gifts to buy, and food to cook,
And the Christmas tree to ‘dress’, to give it that awesome look.
The ghosts whisper.
But do you hear?

The ghost of Christmas yesteryear speaks of times gone by,
Of revelry, youthful merriment, when the house was never ‘dry’.
The ghosts whisper.
But do you hear?

Today, it’s different, and I’m older, too,
But I can’t stop! Oh, there’s so much to do.
The ghosts whisper.
But do you hear?

The ghost of Christmas now, speaks still, if him you let,
That the real meaning is to give, not get.
The ghosts whisper.
But do you hear?

Today, it’s different, I seem to have mislaid,
That ‘feeling’ of love; Santa, I feel betrayed.
The ghosts whisper.
But do you hear?

The ghost of Christmas yet to come, a dark and mysterious spirit,
Tells you that the future is bright; it is what you make of it.
The ghosts whisper.
But do you hear?

Today, it's different now, and tomorrow, too,
This Christmas, as always, is for others; and others will make it a Christmas for you.
The ghosts whisper.
But do you hear?

This year, draw aside and rest,
Listen to the three ghosts of Christmas and be blessed,
For the ghosts still whisper.
But do you hear?


[Brother Jonathan Gardner]
Copyright © ®2008, Brother Jonathan Gardner. All rights reserved.

Note: Simple AABC rhyme, based on the visitation of the three Christmas spirits to Scrooge in 'Christmas Carol',