'Twas the Month Before Christmas...
By Patricia Eggertsson, Copyright 1999
‘Twas the month before Christmas
and all through the house,
Christmas carols were blasting,
to the dismay of my spouse
“No more Barbra Streisand! Turn
off Mannheim Steamroller!”
“Just while I wrap gifts, Dear.
Pass the ‘Barbie Dream Bowler’."
The stockings were piled by the
This year they’d be sewn up, not
just pinned at the seams.
The children were nestled in front
of the television,
Watching a new Christmas special
My husband, who is patient, and
I, who am not,
Were untangling thousands of Christmas
lights all balled up in a clot.
When out in the living room there
arose such a clatter
We sprang to our feet to see what
was the matter.
There at the computer sat my girlfriend
Perplexed and astonished by the
words on the screen
“It can’t be! No way! Not on eToys.com!
Oh, please say they can’t be all
out of Pokemon!”
I looked at my husband, we both
rolled our eyes
“A run on Pokemon, gee, there’s
Last year it was Furbys,
Beanie Babies too,
If only we could invent the next
big toy to-do!”
And then with a kiss, we tucked
in our clan
A full night of sleep was our fervent
We were both sound asleep by the
time we hit the bed,
While visions of Christmas chores
danced in our heads.
Gingerbread characters starred in
Under hot spotlights of bright
red and green.
While Bing Crosby sang of Christmas
And we finally untangled those
darn Christmas lights!
Shopping lists and fruitcakes, ribbons
TV guide highlights of all Christmas
Boxes and wrapping paper up to
And a Nativity set made entirely
I guess this is Christmas, or so
it would seem
That anything more is just a pipe
But greater is God than every great
He sent us His Son, to become our
A towering of Angels welcomed the
Brought forth in a manger, amidst
sorrow and joy
For Mary, His Mother, knew what
Of Her precious Boy Child, the
Lord’s only Son.
Shepherds upon the scene did gaze
And homage to the Child they paid
While Wise men humbled at the sight
Of the Son of God that holy night.
Two thousand years have passed since
Would we know Him now, as they
did back when
A star so bright shone in the sky
Announcing “The Son of God is nigh!”
Beneath the paper, the ribbons and
I do believe we all really know
That the season celebrates the
Of Christ the King, Lord of Earth.
So while you deck the halls tonight,
Be joyous and do not lose sight
Of this great gift God gives his
Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Men.
Written by Patricia Eggertsson,
posted with permission.