Twas my night before Christmas and at my parents house
Something seemed strange, so my brothers went to browse
Everything was decorated, down to the trim
Including the goodie bags filled to the brim.
They started in the kitchen, oh what a sight
Mom and grandma cooking with all of their might
The food in the oven and snacks all throughout
Gave a distraction as the boys explored about.
The brothers didn’t give up as they moved from room to room
Nothing seemed out of place, not even the broom.
But they were still haunted by something strange
Almost as if someone had replaced the gas range.
When they came to the living room, they gave up for a while
Especially when they saw the presents in a huge pile.
But looking around they jumped at the sight
It was something new, shiny and bright.
My parents had purchased something big and tall
It took up the entire living room wall.
The television bought for their Christmas cheers
Showed our favorite movies over the years.
Then we stacked food on our plates ever so high
All sorts of snacks, goodies and pie.
Music in the background while we ate our dinner
Nothing strange about this, as we no longer felt slimmer.
With the family gathered together, I read the Christmas story
Pondering our Savior’s birth and hearing about his glory.
Opening the gifts provided lots of blessings
But amazing enough, none of us received dressings.
Snow had been falling all during the night
Covering our cars and making the earth white.
This made our trek home slow as a snail
But memories of this night will always prevail.
