‘Twas a fortnight to Christmas, when all through this house
Not a creature was stirring, except, of course, this mouse.
The cobwebs were hung from the mantle with care
By spiders so tiny, yet wanting so share
In the greeting of Eli, who was coming to visit
His grandma and grandpa; he’ll think “Who is it?”
With hair clippers stored on an out-of-reach shelf
Eli will wonder, “Could this be THE Elf ?
The one of such literary fame?”
You know the one…Papa John is his name.
And me in my sweats just wanting to know
My grandson, Elijah, who’s rarin’ to go
Meet grandfolks and cousins and uncles and aunts
Our time will be joyous; we’ll all want to dance.
With only hours to go ‘til his arrival,
There’s much to consider for this boy’s survival.
A child of today must not be lacking
In anything…Let’s start with snacking.
A high chair, a crib, and a diaper pail
Can be found with no trouble at many a sale.
However, budget is an important gist.
Thank God for computers and, of course, Craigslist!
Bathtub for baby and found toys galore
We’re set for Eli without entering a store.
His visit will be such a precious time
Getting to know our grandson sublime.
With five girl cousins excited to greet him
Many more folks are wanting to meet him.
Pictures are grand, and we love each one
But hugs in person are the most fun.
My spelling is wobbly, my rhythm not careful.
In case you’re wondering , we are all prayerful
Your family and friends have a safe, merry '08
And remember who gave it to you. Our God is great!
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It was a great visit. We miss you each day.
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