When it came to holidays
Mama had everything under control,
Baking cookies, wrapping presents
Even decorating the hall.
Christmas Eve kept everyone busy
And the house full of holiday cheer.
Papa and Jimmy left at daybreak
On the hunt for the perfect deer.
We’d wake up Christmas morning
Feeling the keen sense of surprise,
Excitement in our hearts
The minute we opened our eyes.
In our pajamas, hair all a muss,
We stretched and yawned, still half asleep.
Out of bed before Mama and Papa
We managed a sneaky little peek.
Catching sunbeams through the open window
Were the branches of a scrawny little tree.
Underneath were handmade toys ’n’ things,
The most thankful sight we ever did see.
Sharla Lee shults