Fret not that the gifts are not piled high,
Some have no gifts,
Many do not even have a Christmas tree on which to hang stockings,
Many a reason to sing and dance,
If only you will see,
Look and see,
Many smile under the weight of burdens,
Gifts are a luxury never imagined,
The tears of worries,
On dark lonely nights their only companion.
Think and see,
The gifts you give,
Already bring benefits,
The good health and goodwill,
Many plead to have.
Abimbola Onaoluwa (Dec. 26, 2015)