a quiet day
nothing pressing
nothing that had
to be done

I no longer
look forward
to the holiday season
as it has come to be known

the commercialism
most have lost
the original meaning
of Christmas

the crowds battling for
this year's items to give
finding the new hot item
that which ads say they must give

but in the given
they assume
that they will
also be receiving

I insulate myself
from the hubbub
I prefer the
peace and quiet

so that I
in my solitude
can contemplate
the true meaning

the simple
message
of the angels
a child is born