Another poem from the book MOXIE DAY and Family!

The True Meaning of Christmas
At church they asked what Christmas meant. 
I knew that. Up my hand went. 
The preacher sighed, then called on me. 
"On that day I get gifts. You see, 
my family loves me - I'm so great - 
they buy me gifts to celebrate." 
At least that's how it seems to me. 
The preacher seemed to disagree. 

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