David R. “Poppa” Alexander

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS

Walking along the path
A stone walk flanked by a concrete birdbath
To a garden of flowers and streams
It suddenly came to me that God is what it means.
Hearing about many exploits and deeds of valor and lore;
Many in their graves – to breathe no more.
Those still living a life of self-doubt and pity for themselves
Seems like the hero is as elusive as an elf.
But there is One who gave His all and all He could be
He gave His life on this earth just for you and me.
Hero or Savior all is one in the same for Him
Giving His life was planned and not on a whim.
Jesus came to earth as a man
Not to judge mankind but to give a saving hand.
So when searching for a hero o’er the earthen sod
Look up to heaven and give your thanks to God.
Christmas is Jesus’ birthday as I have been told
Now He is with our Heavenly Father sitting on a throne of gold:
More than a hero, more than a saint, much more by a lot.
Happy Birthday Jesus from one man for a hero I am not.

Submitted for the December 2002 IWVPA Club Theme Project, “Joy of the Holy Days”