Friday, December 24, 2010

With apologies to Clement Clark Moore, and nearly everyone else...

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.