C.H.R.I.S.T.M.A.S.
How We Should Approach It
This is a free-form acrostic poem, which is really a list of a few things to do in the true spirit of Christmas.
The music is โHappy Christmas War Is Overโ by John Lennon and Yoko Ono, and I truly wish that all wars were over. Think what sort of world we could build if money was spent to build rather than destroy.
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Care For Others
Help Those In Need
Raise Money For Charities
Imagine No Hunger or Poverty, It Could Happen
Slip A Little Change Or Food Into The Hand Of A Homeless Person
Take Care Of The Sick
Make Time For Friends And Family
Always Be An Ally And Supportive
Show You Care By Doing Some Of These Things
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These are all such wonderful and touching things to do in the spirit of Christmas! Lovely Acrostic poem!