A Not So Silent Night " a poem
December 24, 2008
(A twist on the original “Night Before Christmas” poem)
It was a silent night,
No that’s not right!
My brother and sister were yelling all night.
Mom and Dad were wondering what they could do,
When it was eight o’clock and the yelling still wasn’t through.
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We all tried to concentrate through all the noise,
When we heard someone ask, “Hey, where are the toys?”
So we hustled and bustled trying to wrap all the gifts,
Before everybody started throwing fits.
I was wrapping a gift when I took the tape from my brother,
When he yelled, “Hey that’s mine! I’m telling Mother!”
It was at that time a large fight was to begin.
Then my sister started wondering which one would win.
When my father yelled over the din,
“It’s Christmas stop yelling please give it a rest!
Go to your room stop being a pest!”
So we went to our rooms and we sat and we sat,
Until we were good and well that was that.
Then out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
When oh no, outside there is Dad with a ladder!
He hung all the lights until they were just right,
When the neighbors turned on theirs and oh what a sight!
Then suddenly out went every light on their house, then ours, then next door until the whole block went out.
“Why?!” screamed my dad after all of that work,
Then we all gave a jerk,
When my mom said, “This isn’t right!
Christmas isn’t about Santa or bows or lights!
It’s the birth of Jesus that happened tonight!”
And we all were saddened because we were wrong
And she was most definitely right.
So we counted our blessings and figured out we were lucky,
Because there are so many families without any money.
I write this funny story for you,
So you can tell others as I have told you,
That Christmas is about Jesus and not me and you.
So with that I will wish you a great Christmas night.
And remember with Jesus it will all turn out right.