One was fat
And somewhat rotund
Just about the mid-section
Quite a belly was found
One was slim
And walked everywhere
And though he was hated
For all he cared
One differentiated
Between the naughty and nice
The other for all
Became a sacrifice
One focuses on children
And gifts he brings to them
The other sees all as children
And died to save from sin
One prefers reindeer
And the cold night air
That’s when he makes deliveries
At a certain time each year
One makes no distinction
Be it morning, noon or night
He is always delivering
People from their plight
One slips down the chimney
With beard as white as snow
And thereby exits again
With nothing black to show
One came down from above
He was the spotless lamb
He gave his life for one and all
This was the Father’s plan
One leaves his gift
At the foot of a tree
The other was God’s gift
On a tree at Calvary
One is the perennial myth
About a workshop and elves
The other is the truth
Told in a book on our shelves
One is about a season
That comes once a year
The other is for all seasons
An all year affair
The former is a myth
Enjoying universal approval
The latter is a life saving truth
And its resistance is global
One brings satisfaction
Of the fleeting kind
The other satisfies and sanctifies
The soul and the mind
One is expected to return
On every Christmas Eve night
When the other returns
It will be the Christians’ delight
By now you should know
Who these two persons are
The world gravitates to one
The other is less popular
There is no comparison
Between the myth and the Gift
It’s like chalk and cheese
If you catch my drift
I trust that as you read
You would have been stirred
And would boldly say right now
It’s the Gift I prefer
By the world’s glitz and glamour
No longer be drawn away
Accept Jesus into your heart
Do it my friend without delay
Stewart Russell © May 2018
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