‘Twas The Night Before, The Night Before Christmas

Crahing Christmas Tree 2013

‘Twas the night before, the night before Christmas

When all through the house, not a creature was stirring

I’m not sure what we’d do if we found a mouse,

The stockings were hung on the dresser with care

Because in Florida, there aren’t many chimneys anywhere.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of Super Mario Bros. and My Little Pony danced in their heads.

I don’t have a kerchief and Alan doesn’t wear a cap,

But we had settled down for a long winters nap.

When out in the living room there arose such a clatter,

We sprang from our bed to see what was the matter.

We ran to the room and were there in a flash,

The poor dog was petrified from the sound of a crash.

There was no moon, only rain clouds in the sky.

Hopefully with this cold front, we can kiss the 80’s good-bye. (That’s 27 for our world

wide friends.)

When, what to our wondering eyes should appear,

Our sad fallen Christmas tree, OH DEAR!!!

Leslie Chambers is Alan's wife and Isaac and Molly's mom. She loves her family, her church and being home among her neighbors.

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