SANTA

Santa

But, it’s Santa’s birthday!

He lives all year to give.

This day, Santa’s father gave

His only begotten.

To the elves,

To our selves.

Bless us, Santa, from hearths!

Save us from our sins,

Forgive us as we forgive 

Others’ failings.

        Counting coal.

        Counting cookies.

String the lights and

Trim the tree and

Watch the sky and

Rein the deer and 

Bless the world and

Open your heart.

Salvation, Santa, is born!

In a Bethlehem manger,

To a Virgin and her spouse,

To the world.

Christ is born.

Christ is born.

But, Santa isn’t really born:

Conceived perhaps,

As  Salvation’s placeholder,

Childrens’ fictions.

Rejoice! We’re saved.

Rejoice! Our gifts:

Christ is born.