Twas two weeks before
Christmas and all thru the house,
was a mess so atrocious, for even a mouse.
The stockings had been hung by the chimney with care
But the tree topper laid on the floor, not so bare.
Two children nestled studying for exams on their beds,
was a mess so atrocious, for even a mouse.
The stockings had been hung by the chimney with care
But the tree topper laid on the floor, not so bare.
Two children nestled studying for exams on their beds,
While visions of
Disney still danced in their heads.
The third child she snuggled on the couch with a temp
and watched movie after movie, laying so limp.
The third child she snuggled on the couch with a temp
and watched movie after movie, laying so limp.
This Mother run ragged, not sleeping at night,
wondered if the holidays would become merry and bright.
She looked down the week and at her house with dismay,
Wondering if ever
there might be a calm day.
What with unpacking, then finals, parties and swimming galore,
and then the young tikes kept asking for more.
But, "Not so," said the Mother and Father with love so strong
this hustle and bustle has gone on too long.
It is time to settle down, give us a break,
What with unpacking, then finals, parties and swimming galore,
and then the young tikes kept asking for more.
But, "Not so," said the Mother and Father with love so strong
this hustle and bustle has gone on too long.
It is time to settle down, give us a break,
By golly, the
cupboards are bare, for goodness sake.
So one week before Christmas we awoke, and made a clatter,
And no one seemed to
ask “what was the matter”
They finished exams, picked up their space,
They finished exams, picked up their space,
Then helped with the
rest of the chores with such grace.
And what to my wondering eyes should I see,
but clean counters, and floors, and even a present wrapped under the tree.
I whistled and shouted and called them by name,
And what to my wondering eyes should I see,
but clean counters, and floors, and even a present wrapped under the tree.
I whistled and shouted and called them by name,
Let the party begin,
it won’t be the same.
Forward on shopping, and wrapping and baking galore,
Forward on shopping, and wrapping and baking galore,
Time with family and
friends, couldn’t ask for more.
Right then, in a
moment, I knew what had begun,
the celebration and joy of the Birth of God’s Son.
the celebration and joy of the Birth of God’s Son.