Days before Christmas

Three days before Christmas
and all through this house,
The only sound stirring is Lee,
asleep on the couch.

Casseroles in the freezer,
the coconut cake too,
I'm enjoying catch-up on the
computer with you.

The gifts are all wrapped in
silver and white,
Hidden downstairs
til Christmas Eve night.

 Eve of the 25th, we will
celebrate the night before.
Then they will leave
for their own night of yore.

Christmas day brings more,
as we open the doors,
fling open the ovens for
Lasagne galore.

The children will play
shooting pool downstairs,
while parents and we
celebrate as adults
upstairs.

All will be merry, and
gratefully so
For this is Christmas!
From Christ whom we know.