Twas the day before Christmas and all cross Tempe
The folks were all happy, even Momma and me.
Our granddaughter’s still sleeping, tho’ the sun is quite high
It’s peaceful and quiet, and that ain’t no lie.
The parlor is filled with a tree very large
And the cupboards bear treats like the load on a barge.
Under the tree are presents and gifts
Wrapped with love giving spirits a lift.
Relations renewed with family and friends
To strengthen the circle that death does not end.
Tomorrow’s the day that we reverence His birth
With giving and loving, and joy for the earth.