Christmas Eve is come
All is quiet and still
The wrapping is all done
The frost above the window sill
Hectic as is traveling
Joyous I will sit
Listen to sibling ramblings
Ignore the rush I've quit
For tomorrow is a celebration
Of a gift of immeasurable worth
A jubilant emanicipation
An infant savior's birth
Though if only tonight I smile
I laugh and read in quiet peace
The gift will last a long, long while
And the celebration will never cease
1 comment:
You rock at poems!!!
You should see that sadly meaningless one my friend Alli and I made about starbucks on her blog: tiggergrl3.blogspot.com
Personally I like your better...
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