Twas a few days before Christmas and all through the house, the children were all noisy and mom wished they were a little more quiet, like a mouse.
The stockings were tucked in the closet with care, because if they were hung by the chimney, the kids wouldn't leave them there.
Mom was all nestled and snug in her bed, until she realized she was day dreaming and was changing 4 stinky diapers instead.
And there in the play room, there's always some chatter, happy laughs and tears too, mom always asking, "what's the matter?"
But even with the chaos, and the commotion, we pause to take time and remember Christ and his mission.
A tiny baby was born in a stable long ago, and we celebrate each year the love that we know.
He brought with him peace, a new way to live; treat each other with kindness and of yourself always give.
So on Christmas we give gifts and sing Silent Night. We are like the Wisemen who followed the Light.
Merry Christmas friends, wishing you the best this time of year.
I am a little late...but great poem!!
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