Sunday, December 27, 2009

Twas The Night After Christmas...

"Twas the night after Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.
We showed up at the church first thing in the morn
To help clean the chapel, the bathrooms, and more...
Then we had a nice breakfast including "the ring"
And toured the construction site of Heather's new "thing."
With mixed emotions and hard work, we accomplished our goal
And cleaned out our storage unit. Now it's empty and cold.
Our pickup is full of boxes with a rocker on top.
We look like some hillbillies just following the crop.
Heather took down her tree and boxed up her decor.
She prepared for Brinley's birthday & made a cake with Skor.
Now Tanner's a deacon and part of the quorum.
And Quinn's busy crawling and doing lots of explorin'.








1 comment:

larah said...

What a clever poem! I love it! It looks like you all had a wonderful Christmas.