Twas The Night
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring.
Not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung
By the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there.
Before I sign off for Christmas,
please say a wee prayer for my mom.
My uncle Gene, her brother passed away on Dec. 21st.
What makes it even worse, this is the same date
my dad passed away.
My mom is a wreck and this was her younger brother.
I will miss your hearty laugh uncle.
May you be partying up there with my dad this Christmas.
Merry Christmas Blessings To All.
And To all a