Hallowed be the time before Halloween was the first day of Christmas <br />Alleluia to the day when Carols did not play <br />Prior to Thanksgiving <br />Perhaps you remember it, to me it seems like only <br />Yesterday such was the rule. <br /> <br />How did we allow <br />Our priorities to change <br />Letting commerce lead the way <br />In deciding the final say <br />Delivering up the season <br />Against our better judgement <br />Yielding to the pressure of <br />Salesmen and Advertisements <br /> <br />Maybe we lost our way <br />Even without knowing <br />Ready to jump at the chance to <br />Run after ever more accumulations <br />Yet never having enough <br /> <br />Can you really say you are <br />Happier now then when the <br />Real spirit of Christmas <br />Inspired more than just <br />Spending or <br />Taking, and the true <br />Meaning of Christmas was <br />As clear as a <br />Silent night with one brilliant Star<br /><br />Mary Havran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hollow-holidays-acrostic/
