Up in the morning

Up with your cry

We hurry, we prepare

Down the steps

Down to the living room

We settle into our favorite chair

In and out we breathe deep

And we bask in the light

Of the Christmas tree there

We get fed

Out and about

For events of the day

There’ll be experiences and stories to share

Among the crowds and

Along the way

Sometimes it’s a lot to bear

The sun goes down

The moon comes up

It’s time to let down our hair

Rest your head

In my arms and

In my heart

I hold you with great care

I cherish these moments

And always will

You’re the answer to my prayer

For once where there was darkness

Now a beautiful light shines

As on the Christmas tree there

Just like He said

I am a wife to Greg; mom to Greg Jr., Zach and Kate; Soul Healing Hostess; writer; artist; lover of Jesus and seeker of the elusive wonders of simplicity, truth, balance and rest.

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