'Twas Christmas 2018

'Twas the Night Before Christmas,

Amelia was ready

She hung up her stockings,

got ready for beddy;

Cookies and milk for Santa she gave

in hopes that St. Nick would venture this way;

We put out our presents, 

filled up her stocking, 

and during the night something happened quite shocking; 

More presents were added her stocking from Santa, 

was filled to the brim and we knew what had happened.

Santa Claus came, 

and he left a short letter, for Amelia to see, get up she'd better. 

I heard her exclaim at 4 in the morning, It's Christmas! It's Christmas! I'm coming! I'm coming!

To her stocking she ran 

read her note on the table, 

opened each gift, 

each package if able; 

Dad was ready and in the festive of spirits,

time for the presents,

rip open 

and tear it; 

Fluffy ones, 

horses, 

stuffies 

and more, 

There was even a kitchen with an opening door;

so many delights, 

in boxes

and bags.

Lego,

McKenna, 

and treasurers with tags.

A book of her Loved Ones, 

a cup for her Dad, 

a mug for me, my favorite of all; 

She played with her toys, 

ate dinner and said, 

“Best Christmas of All” and headed to bed. 

Merry Christmas.