Birthday Card At Christmas - Ian Anderson

Got a birthday card at Christmas 
It made me think of Jesus Christ.
It said, "I love you" in small letters. 
I simply had to read it twice.
Wood smoke curled from blackened chimneys. 
The smell of frost was in the air.
Pole star hovered in the blackness. 
I looked again: it wasn't there.

People have showered me with presents. 
While their minds were fixed on other things.
Sleigh bells, bearded red suit uncles. 
Pointy trees and angel wings.
I am the shadow in your Christmas. 
I am the corner of your smile.
Perfunctory in celebration. 
You offer content but no style.

That little baby Jesus. 
He got a birthday card or three.
Gold trinkets and cheap frankincense. 
Some penny baubles for his tree.
Have some time off for good behaviour. 
Forty days, give or take a few.
Hey there, sweet baby Jesus
Let's share a birthday card with you.