Miandmiksmom wrote her version, so I thought I'd write my own version.
Twas a few Days before Christmas, I'm sitting at work.
I ain't bought a thing, I'm going berserk.
My Mexican Bridge crew went home for year,
I'm stuck in the office, bored to the tear.
Zachy's been sick, a bad case of the croups.
And the Mexican eatin' gave me the poops.
Cindy's been hustling, picking up my slack
baking and crafting and filling Santa's Sack.
The weather outside is snowy and cold.
I hurt my back and I'm feeling real old.
The 12 hour trip home, I don't think we'll make
Missing our families makes makes my heart ache.
Decisions Decisions, over a number of things:
From what job to take, to what Santa will Bring.
I'm missing the Christmas from when I was a boy,
anxious and sleepless over lots of new toys.
Missing the days with not much to buy
Missing my family about makes me cry.
With all the frustration I just about cave,
I'm loosing touch with that happy fun Dave.
When deep in my heart a pitter and patter
a warmth raises up above all the clatter.
A thought fills my mind that fills me with peace
The anger, frustration and sadness does cease.
The thought of a baby, back two thousand years
who's birth was for told by prophets and seers.
A babe that was perfect in every which way
Who would suffer and die and for sins he would pay.
Oh how would it be to look in his eyes,
to hold him, to hug him, to comfort his cries?
The thought of this birth warms up my soul
mends up my heart and makes it a whole.
So if your like me at the end of your rope
Think of the Savior and you'll find some hope.
With all the bustle, it makes me feel right.
so Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
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Dude...That was one of the most awesome things I've ever read!
Don't be surprised if you end up on the Today show or something.
Merry Christmas to you all as well!...and don't take the job!
You put me to shame...great poem! I am so with you on the missing family part of it all and also putting Christ at the center...you just say it much better than me.
OH, I have a correction to make. It is not a mountain lion that was roaming our neighborhood...it was a bobcat. I don't know what the difference is, but apparently these southerners know it (maybe the fact that there aren't mountain lions here is one reason) but it still hasn't been caught and is still attacking dogs at night...crazy!
Is this blog dead? If so, kill it!
It's 2012 allready!
Gostei muito desse post e seu blog é muito interessante, vou passar por aqui sempre =) Depois dá uma passada lá no meu site, que é sobre o CresceNet, espero que goste. O endereço dele é http://www.provedorcrescenet.com . Um abraço.
This is so old already... NEXT please!
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