Monday, December 22, 2008

In Which I Prove I'm Good For More Than Just Limericks...

Tis days before Christmas, and all through the house
the children run wild, acting very un-mouse.
Decorations are up, and Bing Crosby is singing
Of Snow, and of presents, and bells that are ringing.
Speaking of snow, what's the deal with the weather?
Fun for awhile, it's now become quite a bother
As twelve times a day they all want to go out,
So I bundle, and boot them, and haven't a doubt
That in no time at all they'll be there at the door
Because someone is cold, and the snow's now a bore.
But cheerfully I, their dear, patient mother,
Let them back in and give thanks for the dryer.
But despite all the hassle of snow on my floor,
If it means a White Christmas, then bring on some more!
And then there's the baking of too many treats,
Cookies, cakes, pies, and pastries and all other sweets
Are around every corner, where ever I turn,
I can't seem to resist them. Oh when will I learn!
But alas, and alack, I have nothing to fear,
That old resolution saves me every New Year.
Meanwhile I plan, and I shop till I drop
Buying presents for children, my Mom and my Pop.
Braving the roads, which are covered in ice,
So I can make sure that our Christmas is nice.
So far my list is all doing, and seeing,
But what's much more important is how we're all feeling.
And whether we're thinking of more than just stuff,
And counting our presents to ensure there's enough.
For everyone knows that the true Christmas season
Comes 'round every year because of a reason
Much bigger than presents (or even the treats)
That fill up our thoughts, (and our tummies with sweets).
It's all about giving, and sharing and love,
And remembering the one who came down from above
To ensure we could all make it back there someday,
And be with our families; He provided the way.
So put down that cookie, and tune out the noise
For a moment or two, and remember the Joys
That will last for forever, and all the real reasons
We all share together this greatest of seasons.

Merry Christmas!


LisAway said...

Wonderful, Jen! Just wonderful! Merry Christmas to you!

Barbaloot said...

Holy cow! That is phenomenal. Thanks for sharing.

Nutty Hamster Chick said...

You got skills girl. Thanks for sharing, and Merry Christmas to you and good luck with all the snow.

Machen family said...

Dang your good! Why don't you become a pro writer? Stop teaching piano lessons to kids who don't want to learn, travel the world, smoke big cigars, have affairs, and write about an old man and the sea.

Jen said...

Machen - Boy, when you put it that way it sounds so tempting! And now that you've provided me with that story idea I've been looking for it may just be "Ta ta cruel piano students, Hellow cigar!"

Although, now that you've revealed your own amazing abilities in the world of fiction, you might just have to join me...

Anonymous said...

What?! Christmas is not all about the presents? I was pretty sure it was all about the presents.

I'm so disillusioned.

Annie Valentine said...

You should definitely self publish a book of poetry. You could call it, "The Laundry Patch".

Trying to Stay Calm! said...

Hope you have a blessed and very Merry Christmas! L♥ve and Hugs :) Shauna

Kelly said...

I love it Jen, thanks.

Laura said...

Wow, you even got me teary eyed there at the end! And Annie, Love the book idea!! It's very original, where did you come up with it?

Natalie said...

Very nice and Merry Christmas!

Denys said...

Great writing. Loved it!

Melissa Bastow said...

Excellent poem!! I've missed reading tons of posts on your blog *sniff* I'm not sad though, I just have a cold and no available tissues. And in my "I'm going to do absolutely nothing but whatever I want and whenever I want holiday" I get to catch up on everything! YAY!

Melissa said...

Thanks for sharing Jen. Hope you had a Merry Christmas!

Alison Wonderland said...

You, my friend, are a rock star.