T’was the twenty-eighth of December
And t’was the last night we planned,
To drive ’round looking for Christmas lights,
Either pathetic or just grande!

So, we loaded up the van,
And started off into the night,
Turning down streets and lanes,
Watching for any that came in sight.

We saw some quite lovely designs,
We counted several nativities too.
Snoopy and reindeer and fake snow galore
And Santas, there were quite a few.

Now that it’s over, I’m happy,
That we got to go one last time.
But you know? I think I’m looking forward,
To seeing the New Year chime.

To the KING be all the glory!

T’was the twenty-seventh of December
And we had a Christmas tea!
That is… everyone of my siblings,
My Mum, and of course, me.

We dressed up in our nicest
And brushed and did our hair.
Filled a teapot or two,
And set up our meal with care.

It’s hard to believe we’re winding down,
Our Christmas season is nearly through.
We might do a few more movies.
We may have a few more things to do.

But the New Year is coming swiftly –
And Christmas time is passing away…
Just think! Only three more days and then –
We’ll be packing it all away!!

To the KING be all the glory!

T’was the twenty-sixth of December
And now that the dishes are done,
The house is dark, the family silent,
The course of the day is run…

I admit that I feel quite exhausted,
But sleep, last night, did quite elude,
Until the wee hours of morning –
So weariness, my day did exude.

So, good-night, to any night readers,
Good-morning to those who sleep first,
Good-afternoon to yet others who wait longer…
As to the rest – farewell for now… until the next verse…

To the KING be all the glory!

T’was the twenty-fifth of December
And my family and I got together,
Sang, cleaned, exchanged gifts,
While we celebrated our born Savior.

We had friends come to our house,
They filled it with laughter and cheer.
Though, my poor sick little brother,
Had to stay in bed all day – poor dear!

Thank You, O LORD for humbling Yourself.
Thank You for coming down to man.
Thank You for saving the unsavable,
Through Your own awesome, incredible plan!

Thank You for giving what I don’t deserve –
In so many versions, means, and ways.
Thank You that You’re always here and near
And will be for the rest of our days!

Thank you for being a tiny baby,
Lain in a stable in a bed of hay.
Thank you for all You have done forever.
Help me remember always, LORD – not just today!

To the KING be all the glory!

T’was the twenty-fourth of December
And all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a mouse…

Oh, wait. That’s not my poem.
Someone else did that already.
Besides, it’s not true,
As long as I’m typing semi-steady.

My day had been filled with song,
Movies, cookies, and gifts.
Cleaning up this and that –
Each thing moving in shifts.

Now, everyone else is asleep –
At least, everyone is in bed.
So Merry CHRISTmas Eve to you all!
I think, to my rest, I should head…

To the KING be all the glory!