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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Christmas Vow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE CHRISTMAS VOW<br> By Maryann Virack</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In two thousand seven the protestors swore <br>We won’t celebrate Christmas. We won’t take it anymore</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“You can’t say Christ. It’s really unfair<br>To those other religions that really don’t care”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Christmas was cancelled the shops closed their doors<br>The memories of Christmas were now just folklore</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The children were saddened. They couldn’t believe it<br>They wouldn’t accept it; not one tiny small bit</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They had to find Santa. Where could he be? <br>They couldn’t find a stocking or a green Christmas tree</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They walked through the city, not a light to be seen<br>No one was merry. Everyone was mean.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They searched every county, every state, every town<br>Every Christmas decoration had been taken down</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The children were cranky. They searched in despair<br>But wherever they looked…there was no Christmas there</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“We’ll find it, ” they uttered “We’ll not give up trying<br>Christmas is here, the grownups are lying.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“I found Santa”, cried Pedro. “Look here”, said Elaine<br>“He was hiding with Rudolf and some old candy canes”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was stuffed with the manger and wise men and elves<br>With Mary and Jesus they were filling the shelves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In that dusty old warehouse where no one dare go<br>Since the dream days of children in times long ago</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Christmas was merry and life filled with mirth<br>And carolers world over sang “Peace on Earth”.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When sugar plums danced and a star shone above<br>And a magical season was filled with God’s love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the birth of a baby was heralded on high<br>Before Christmas went missing and each eye was dry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There once was a day, child; I remember it well<br>When reindeer once flew and angels rang bells</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We baked Christmas cookies and ate Christmas roast beast<br>And hearts grew much larger at that holy day feast</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, Jesus was here child and Christmas was living<br>In the hearts of all people and their spirit of giving</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Americans all over gave from the heart<br>And celebrated Christmas like they did from the start</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They hung Christmas stockings and put the star on the tree<br>That was the way child it once used to be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It really was special, that day of Christ’s birth<br>And Santa was jolly despite his wide girth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But today it’s all gone I am sorry to say<br>Can’t say “Merry Christmas”; just “Happy Holidays”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Someone in power was tricked to believe<br>That Christmas was racist and Jesus must leave</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An American tradition, that fat jolly old elf, <br>The tree and the manger don’t belong on a shelf.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So they unburied Santa and assembled the crèche<br>And sang Christmas carols and baked cookies fresh</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They dug out the tinsel, the garlands and wreath<br>Found A Little Fir Tree and put presents beneath</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They called “All ye Faithful” and sang out “Noel”<br>Put Christ back in Christmas and rang a red bell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They rejoiced in the spirit, sang “Oh Holy Night”<br>Cried “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They rekindled the dream that their parents once knew<br>With the Christ child and Santa and a Christmas tree too</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They believed in a country where our forefathers trod<br>In freedom and liberty “One nation under God”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The spirit’s not missing. It’s wherever you look<br>In the eyes of each child, in every cranny and nook.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the people who give to the poor and the needy<br>To The Little Match Girl and a Grinch who’s not greedy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Christmas still lives we won’t let it die<br>In the hearts of the children, in the wink of an eye</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So in two thousand and eight and in all years from now<br>Let’s hold on to Christmas let’s make it our vow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Maryann+Virack">Maryann Virack</a><div class=q>
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 By Maryann Virack

In two thousand seven the protestors swore 
We won’t celebrate Christmas. We won’t take it anymore

“You can’t say Christ. It’s really unfair
To those other religions that really don’t care”

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