For Christmas is near.
Blessed are the poor of pocket,
Blessed are the poor of pocket,
For they shall be called parents.
Blessed are the artistic,
Blessed are the artistic,
For they shall wrap gifts for everyone.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall
Restrain children from knocking over the tree.
Blessed are they who are heavily laden,
Blessed are they who are heavily laden,
For they shall be called shoppers.
Blessed are they who weave paper garlands,
Blessed are they who weave paper garlands,
Produce plays and wear a confused look, For they shall be called teachers.
Blessed are they who hunger for turkey and
Blessed are they who hunger for turkey and
Trimmings (and happily do the dishes), For they shall be satisfied.
Blessed is the sweater knit in secret,
Blessed is the sweater knit in secret,
Coins sent to a food bank, dinner for a shut-in,For these shall be called love.
Blessed are we who, despite the chaos, hold
Blessed are we who, despite the chaos, hold
The real Christmas closely in our hearts, For we shall be called glad.
~ Author Unknown
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