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!