Twas the week before Christmas
And all through the house
We just got stirring, quiet as a mouse.
When to our amazement, the sun finally rose
The weather was cold, well, that’s how it goes.
Our relatives visits are planned for some days
We’ll see each other briefly, then part our ways,
A church service or two will remind us again
Behind all the tinsel there is something that’s plain.
Christ came as a baby to die in our place
Across the ages and down through space.
His birth would provide peace and joy
For every Mom and Dad, girl and boy.
Merry Christmas, tis the best news there is
Jesus come to earth, the story is His!
Very good, Ron !! Quite the poet .