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– On the Thirteenth Day of December…

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On the thirteenth day of December
While in the midst of our packing,
We made a candy run on Wal-Mart,
Since our chocolate store was lacking.

We bought some Ribbon Candy,
But no chocolate did it hold,
So Christmas Tree Peanut Butter Cups,
Quickly had us sold.

Then there were the Bell chocolates,
With bits of Butter-finger inside…
We couldn’t just go passed,
So into our stack they did slide.

Lastly, but not least of all,
Were the Reeses shaped like a bell…
Then we realized – we had quite enough
So our shopping spree suddenly fell.

Home with all of these goodies,
No we didn’t eat them all.
But with seven of us waiting around,
It won’t be long at all!!

To the KING be all the glory!

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– On the Eleventh Day of December…

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On the eleventh day of December,
Most of the laundry is packed.
Books have found a temporary home
And the boxes are neatly stacked.

How many things there are to do,
When a house you must vacate.
So many things to remember –
They are wearying my pate!

Now off to bed I must hurry,
Since early I am to rise.
Signing off to the sounds of the dog,
Talking sisters, and a baby’s weary cries…

To the KING be all the glory!

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– On the Tenth Day of December…

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On the tenth day of December,
We spent the day a-drivin’ around.
Here and there, everywhere
That a possible new house could be found!

Then we came home, to pack some more,
We have so much more to get done!
We hadn’t even finished one whole room
Before the setting of the sun!

Dad and Mom had us take the late evening off,
To eat ice cream and watch A Christmas Carol
It was a nice time to rest and relax,
For I’m so tired, breakables could be at peril!

Tomorrow should be a busy day…
We’ll see what the LORD brings.
I know one thing for sure –
The day is sure to fly as if on wings!

To the KING be all the glory!

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– On the Ninth Day of December…

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On the ninth day of December,
The boxes are piling high!
The cupboards are nearly empty –
It’s enough to make some sigh.

Nannah came over for an early lunch,
It was a pleasant little visit!
We had homemade eggsalad,
And nice, fluffy, warm, biscuit!

Then it was off to packing again,
Though we had to run to the store first.
Did you know that I have found,
Packing gives you a horrible thirst??

The sewing machines are neatly boxed,
And stacked up by the wall.
With so many boxes already full,
It’s amazing we’ve hardly scratched it all!!

To the KING be all the glory!

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(Hardly something that makes one think of Christmas – but this is the view from our window. :)

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– On the Eighth Day of December

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On the eighth day of December,
Boxes seem to be everywhere!
Some are full, many are empty –
But those last, won’t long so easily fare!

We have so many boxes,
I’ve finally lost count.
Of all shapes and sizes,
In high piles they mount!

After tomorrow, there’s bound to be more,
Many should be packed and taped tight.
I wonder how many, we’ll have in the end –
Putting them all together, will be quite a sight!

To the KING be all the glory!

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