Twas the night before Christmas mom style
Twas the night before Christmas,
When all through the abode
Only one creature was stirring,
And she was cleaning the commode.
The children were finally sleeping,
All snug in their beds,
While visions of PlayStation2 and Barbie, Flipped through
their
heads.
The dad was snoring
In front of the TV,
With a half-constructed bicycle
Propped on his knee.
So only the mom heard
The reindeer hooves clatter,
Which made her sigh,
"Now what is the matter?"
With toilet bowl brush still
Clutched in her hand,
She descended the stairs,
And saw the old man.
He was covered with ashes
And soot, which fell with a shrug,
"Oh great" muttered the mom,
"Now I have to clean the rug."
"Ho Ho Ho!" cried Santa,
"I'm glad you're awake.
Your gift was especially
Difficult to make."
"Thanks, Santa,
But all I want is time alone"
"Exactly!" he chuckled,
"So I've made you a clone."
"A clone?" she muttered,
"What good is that?
Run along, Santa,
I've no time for chit chat."
Then out walked the clone.
The mother's twin,
Same hair, same eyes,
Same double chin.
"She'll cook, she'll dust,
She'll mop every mess.
You'll relax, take it easy,
Watch The Young And The Restless."
"Fantastic!" the mom cheered.
"My dream has come true!"
I'll shop, I'll read,
I'll sleep a night through!"
From the room above,
The youngest did fret.
"Mommy! Come quickly,
I'm scared and I'm wet."
The clone replied,
"I'm coming, sweetheart."
"Hey," the mom smiled,
"She sure knows her part."
The clone changed the small one
And hummed her tune,
As she bundled the child
In a blanket cocoon.
"You're the best mommy ever.
I really love you."
The clone smiled and sighed,
"And I love you, too."
The mom frowned and said,
"Sorry, Santa, no deal.
That's my child's LOVE
She is trying to steal."
Smiling wisely Santa said,
"To me it is clear,
Only one loving mother
Is needed here."
The mom kissed her child
And tucked her in bed.
"Thank You, Santa,
For clearing my head.
I sometimes forget,
It won't be very long,
When they'll be too old
For my cradle and song."
The clock on the mantle
Began to chime.
Santa whispered to the clone,
"It works every time."
With the clone by his side
Santa said "Goodnight.
Merry Christmas, dear Mom,
You will be all right."
Sometimes we need reminding of what life is all about.
Especially
at
times
during the Holiday season, when all we seem to do is clean and
bake
and
shop
and, and, and, and, and, and, and............
You get the picture, I'm sure. So stop for a moment and hug
that
little
one so special, whether he/she is 2 or 22, or even older than
that.
For
they are the Gift that God gave us in life, and what a gift to
be
treasured, far above any other! May the real meaning of
Christmas be
with
you all this
year, is my prayer, and our love we also send with this
holiday
message.
To you, a friend we also treasure.
When all through the abode
Only one creature was stirring,
And she was cleaning the commode.
The children were finally sleeping,
All snug in their beds,
While visions of PlayStation2 and Barbie, Flipped through
their
heads.
The dad was snoring
In front of the TV,
With a half-constructed bicycle
Propped on his knee.
So only the mom heard
The reindeer hooves clatter,
Which made her sigh,
"Now what is the matter?"
With toilet bowl brush still
Clutched in her hand,
She descended the stairs,
And saw the old man.
He was covered with ashes
And soot, which fell with a shrug,
"Oh great" muttered the mom,
"Now I have to clean the rug."
"Ho Ho Ho!" cried Santa,
"I'm glad you're awake.
Your gift was especially
Difficult to make."
"Thanks, Santa,
But all I want is time alone"
"Exactly!" he chuckled,
"So I've made you a clone."
"A clone?" she muttered,
"What good is that?
Run along, Santa,
I've no time for chit chat."
Then out walked the clone.
The mother's twin,
Same hair, same eyes,
Same double chin.
"She'll cook, she'll dust,
She'll mop every mess.
You'll relax, take it easy,
Watch The Young And The Restless."
"Fantastic!" the mom cheered.
"My dream has come true!"
I'll shop, I'll read,
I'll sleep a night through!"
From the room above,
The youngest did fret.
"Mommy! Come quickly,
I'm scared and I'm wet."
The clone replied,
"I'm coming, sweetheart."
"Hey," the mom smiled,
"She sure knows her part."
The clone changed the small one
And hummed her tune,
As she bundled the child
In a blanket cocoon.
"You're the best mommy ever.
I really love you."
The clone smiled and sighed,
"And I love you, too."
The mom frowned and said,
"Sorry, Santa, no deal.
That's my child's LOVE
She is trying to steal."
Smiling wisely Santa said,
"To me it is clear,
Only one loving mother
Is needed here."
The mom kissed her child
And tucked her in bed.
"Thank You, Santa,
For clearing my head.
I sometimes forget,
It won't be very long,
When they'll be too old
For my cradle and song."
The clock on the mantle
Began to chime.
Santa whispered to the clone,
"It works every time."
With the clone by his side
Santa said "Goodnight.
Merry Christmas, dear Mom,
You will be all right."
Sometimes we need reminding of what life is all about.
Especially
at
times
during the Holiday season, when all we seem to do is clean and
bake
and
shop
and, and, and, and, and, and, and............
You get the picture, I'm sure. So stop for a moment and hug
that
little
one so special, whether he/she is 2 or 22, or even older than
that.
For
they are the Gift that God gave us in life, and what a gift to
be
treasured, far above any other! May the real meaning of
Christmas be
with
you all this
year, is my prayer, and our love we also send with this
holiday
message.
To you, a friend we also treasure.