Friday, December 25, 2009

88.

One's asleep up on the bed
and one is in my lap.
The third is helping Mommy,
a few presents left to wrap.

It's cozy here with just us five,
our little family.
The presents hidden out of sight,
await our Christmas tree.

A tiny blizzard hit our home
and snowed us promptly in.
But we don't need to venture out;
our warmth comes from within.

Whatever this new year may bring,
we face unknowns to come,
and hold on tight to our dear girls
in this, our happy home.

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