Twas the night before Christmas Eve and all through Canada,
People were bustling from shop to shop,
getting ready to deliver gifts to loved ones and family.
Each day came and went with great anticipation,
yet within one home the traditons were folly.
The family was poor and they didin't have material goods,
but the thing that made them rich was the love and the closeness.
They laughed and they sang and they hugged and they cuddled.
But most of all they remembered the rules,
For the night of Christmas eve there was a special peace around all.
Christ Jesus was beong celebrated, warmly and with Joy
The reason for the season is getting forgotten, No one cares
No one wants to admit, that we are luving eachother less and less.
Remeber as you sit with family and friends.
To love and wish eachother Merry Christmas.
I know this poem does not make sense but yet I think y'all will agree
Merry Christmas and I Love you Have a Haooy Holiday
On me.....
Anna
