For: Birthday Bash Blog Relay. Excited to win Second Place! Now Media Prompt entries, too.
Day Three: A FORGOTTEN BIRTHDAY
Wrapping paper on the floor
Mailman with packages at the door
The room strewn with gifts galore
And children screaming, 'We want more!'
'A toy train is not enough!
The woolen sweater is too rough!
This jigsaw puzzle is just so tough!
Give us more, give us more stuff!'
'My friend got a mobile phone
With a customized ring tone
This baby stuff makes me groan
* Blah-blah-grumble-sob-moan *.'
Their mother didn't know what to do
It was partly her fault, she knew
She had taught them 'me', not 'you',
And now, she was in a stew.
Doting as she was, she had to admit
She was about to throw a fit.
Her children were brats, no sugar-coating it
This behavior, she could not permit.
Finally she shouted above the din
"NOW all of you, quiet - and LISTEN."
They gasped and were quiet, you could hear a pin
And their mother, her tale did spin.
She reminded them of what they forgot
It was not about the stuff you got.
It was about the birth of a tot
In a manger, without even a cot.
This birthday, she reminded them,
Of a sacred place called Bethlehem
Where, more precious than any gem
A baby gurgled to three wise men.
This baby came to revive humanity
To remind us of faith, hope and charity
Bringing peace to town, village and city
so to fight for 'more stuff' was a pity.
"Thank you, Mamma, for reminding us
That it isn't nice to make a fuss.
We'll be grateful now, you can trust
And just say MERRY CHRISTMAS!"