As I sat drinking a tea, from a cup I gave my Mom before she died, I thought about my twist on “Twas The Night Before Christmas” from a few years ago. May the end of this calendar year bring you peace, blessings and joy.
‘Twas the day after Christmas and all through the place,
the din of yesterday, now a quieter space.
The presents are stacked, although now all unwrapped,
and the family—they really could use a nap
The children were playing with their new, shiny toys,
while remembering gladly the fun and the noise.
We sat by the fire and talked about years
that flew quickly by amid laughter and cheer.
Then downstairs, below us, we heard a loud clatter;
we sprang from our chairs to see what was the matter.
Away down the steps we flew in a hurry
to see that there was no reason to worry.
There, sitting down, laughing were two little ones—
playing and enjoying some more Christmas fun.
When what to my wondering eyes did I see,
the nativity near the grand Christmas tree.
It was old and quite loved, with its paint chipped a bit;
the timing was perfect, for a moment to sit…
and the old and the treasured memories they came,
so I reached out and held them and called them by name:
“Now laughter, now patience, now love, care and grace,
oh kindness and comfort and joy fill our space.”
From youngest to oldest, from short to the tall,
may God bring joy, good health and presence to all.
As I walk through this life, living day after day,
may I always remember the role that I play.
So to God did I then send a short, fervent prayer
that through each precious day I am always aware,