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"On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me".....R Brout

Sunday, November 11, 2007

DOWN CHRISTMAS LANE

DOWN CHRISTMAS LANE

He counted all the egg cartons
As he watched the rain
They were to trade for groceries
For Christmas down the lane.

Christmas came but once a year
And Santa tried his best
But with 8 small children
He seldom got much rest.

They needed food for baking
They needed food to eat
So Santa never found much time
To get a proper sleep.

She baked bread every day
And cookies every night
But even Mrs Santa Claus
Did not have a bite.

She knit each pair of mittens
And bought the girls a doll
They would have to share her
And she wrapped the boys a ball.

Their stockings got an apple
A few nuts and a candy cane
That was all their Christmas
For the family down the lane.

But snow fell as they slept
And a new sled all did see
A goose in the oven
And a red yo-yo for me.

Tender were the moments
Laughter filled their home
And what he gave to Mrs Claus
Was a lovely and sweet poem.

The animals ate in the barn
And the family laughed again
Jesus had His birthday cake
From the family down the lane.

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