The Baby in the Manger

I see all those vibrant colors

Of the many beautiful decors

I taste all those sumptuous flavors

As I ate our dinner's main course

They were glad when they opened

The expensive gifts I gave them

I was ecstatic when I opened

The things they gave me as presents

But something deep within

Was peculiarly missing

I wonder what might be that thing

If I have everything

All the extravagance, the excesses

All the exuberance, the decadence

But it seems as though

All these are nonsense

For a void is still felt

Like a dark hollow thing

That needs to be dealt

For its echoes are deafening

I asked myself

What do I need to know?

Or to do or to imbibe?

For happiness to overflow

What do I need to uncover?

What answer am I looking for?

And then I remember

The baby in the manger

Out of humility and love

He came here on earth

From the heavens above

Through a simple rebirth

No extravagance, no excess

No exuberance, no decadence

But it all so certainly

Made a lot of sense

It was plain, simple

But it all began

The most awaited day of the year

And now, I understand


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