The Christmas Yearning

How I yearn for the bustle of the Christmas crowd long ago With people laughing and excitement Of the coming celebrations But now, it has put me in a frightful mood The yelling at the cashier; just too much I yearn for silence as my love for the day dimishes I wish people would stop to think It is love for yr fellow man is important Not the latest toy When G-d bestows us His Son To save us from damnation We don't stop thinking about the gifts And further we leave the reason Of the Child born in Bethlehem Furtherwe become less human