The Glitter And The Gloss Poem by Ernestine Northover

Do we really bother to celebrate Christmas as we should,
Thanking God for all his wondrous gifts.
Or do we scour and scan all those departmental stores,
Turning us into mad, frenzied spendthrifts.

Do we really link with him at Christmas, is it real,
Or is it just the superficial glitz,
Eating too much turkey and drinking too much wine,
As if it were the last meal at the Ritz.

No decorations there for him, just one bright shining star,
A basic stable for his lowly birth,
Do we really appreciate the glitter and the gloss,
When we should really treasure his true worth.

Perhaps our Christmases have now become extravagant,
A bit obscene, false happiness to buy,
Can we not see the very reason he was born,
And believe in him, just like the wise Magi.

Sing your carols, raise your voice; open up your hearts.
Make this celebration a joyous one,
And leave behind the sparkle, the tinsel and the shine,
Your genuine Christmas Day has just begun.