Thursday, November 3, 2011

Ode to the Holiday Season

On the night before Christmas at our little house,
Just one story was read, by a man - not a mouse!
The stockings I packed up last year (with great care)
Are awaiting their turn after turkey day fare.

My children are nestled in new, grown up lives -
but visions of holidays past come alive!
These pages, they tell me, that though kids may roam,
Thanksgiving and Christmas will bring them back home!












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6 comments:

  1. mamatigerjNovember 3, 2011 at 8:51 AM

    I love your poem! And it is wonderful to see all the pictures of your happy family!

    Blessings~

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  2. ayalaNovember 3, 2011 at 3:21 PM

    This is great, I love it! Such wonderful memories , thank you for sharing.

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  3. DebbieNovember 3, 2011 at 6:33 PM

    wonderful memories, especially now!!

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  4. DiannaNovember 4, 2011 at 8:28 AM

    I love these pictures! And the poem!

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  5. AnonymousNovember 6, 2011 at 8:19 AM

    I hope those pictures don't end with 2001. There's something about winter, Christmas hymns, and timeless stories thtat make that time of year timeless. Sometimes I'm seven for Christmas, hoping for a new He-Man figure/set. And sometimes I'm twenty-four, hoping for chilly, early morning walks with my dad.

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  6. BarbaraNovember 9, 2011 at 3:21 AM

    I love, love, love this post! What a great tradition and how amazing to see it through the years. I think Santa would rather have doritos and coke in our house too! ;)

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