A Poem for Christmas, With Apologies to both Samuel Clemens Moore and Christina Rosetti
Twas the night before Christmas, When all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, Not even a mouse, Not the three dogs who romp through the house with such glee, Not the daughter whose growth is a beauty to see, Nor the father who works so hard for them all, With his snores gently drifting throughout the halls, Only the mother who, quiet at last, Sat on the couch with her holiday wrapped Up with presents and laughter and love – yet something was missing, she thought to herself. A light through the window – a car driving by – Brought a striking reminder of a star in the sky, And of shepherds and angels and wise man and Love, And the Baby whose Birthday gets lost amid stuff. A Light lit inside her and peace filled her heart, And her Christmas was perfect – “My Lord, here’s my heart.”Have a great day everyone!
Nancy
Tales from the Mom-Side 
Your last line was the best line
My Lord, here’s my heart
Great beginning for 2012
God Bless
Thank you Susie.
I tell you what.. there IS a mouse stirring in my christmas!@! i have emptied and cleaned the panty, locked cats in there but still I see the Stirring of a Mouse! c
Yes, but did it stop stirring just for Christmas Eve? Good luck on your great mouse hunt.
This is great Nancy. And I agree with Susie. That last line is the best.
Thank you!
That is wonderful Nancy. I wish you and your lovely family a great Christmas and a very happy New Year.
You and your family, too!