My mom was the poet in the family. Since she knows i have never written a poem in my life, I think she looked down from heaven this morning and whispered these silly words in my ear so i could write them down. She so loved Christmas and needed me to know she would be here, in our hearts.
To my family, I love you all so much and can't wait to see you tonight.
Twas the Saturday before Christmsas
and all through my heart
was happiness and song
for the fun would soon start.
Coming to my house
on this very day
would be my favorite people
I always wish forever they'd stay.
First to come
will be Lorena and Grandpappy
She'll bring the noodles
and every one will be happy.
next through the door
the brothers and their babies.
But the babies are all grown
and bring more little babies.
And last but not least
the ones i love most
my girls and their hubbies
their eight babies will help me host.
Granpa Suman will read the story
of Jesus who came that starry night
and i will most likely cry
to watch the family circle is the best sight.
I should be cleaning my house right now
but if it's dirty or clean, my family doesn't care
what they need most
is a time and a place,God's love to share.
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