One of our foster children has been blessed with the gift to write, here is a Christmas poem she recently wrote for our Holiday newsletter:
My Favorite Time of the Year
Christmas is my favorite time of the year,
With all those lit up dancing deer
Shining in my neighbors yards so bright,
Oh my gosh what a beautiful sight!
All those carols on the radio,
Just remind me of those times under the mistletoe
And remember the old glory
Of Gramps telling Christmas stories.
Oh how I can’t wait
To stay up oh so late
On Christmas Eve
So I could see and believe
That old Saint Nick
Wasn’t playing that trick
And show himself to me.
But now I am so sleepy
Now my eyes are getting weepy
I try to stay awake
Oh but my eyes do ache.
And I’m sorry to ole Saint Nick
But you win again with you old trick
But you know what Christmas is still
My favorite time of the year!