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Christmas-Eve Day

In this episode - Christmas-Eve Day . . .


When was the last time your neighbors surprised you? Ours did this past weekend. One young family who passes by our home every day around 5:00 p.m. came to our door, dressed in red, (the little guy peeked in our window) holding a tray of Christmas treats.


“You did get Snoopy up for the Holidays, we love Snoopy, thank you.”


“Merry Christmas,” he said while extending his platter wrapped in foil.


This reminded me of a Holiday poem we recorded to share with our family. We want to share it with you - enjoy.


Christmas-Eve Day . . .


“Twas the day before Christmas," and all through our house,


The kitties were stirring, in search of their mouse.


With Missy on guard, and Junior prowling ‘round. We were watching TV, not making a sound. 


The stockings were hung on the mantel with care,

In hopes that Junior would not go on a tear.


Filled with ornaments and lights, to brighten the season,

Our house was all warmed . . . 'gainst the chill was the reason.


Mother was nestled all snug in her chair,

While the TV was blaring with holiday fare.

Me in my sweater, with Junior in lap,

Had just settled in for an afternoon nap.


Sunlight caressed the freshly mown lawn,

Gave a warmth to the day,

as dog-walkers trudged on.


Then the doorbell rang, there arose such a clatter,

Junior sprang from my lap to see what was the matter.


Away to the window, he flew like a flash,

Tore open my leg, while Missy chewed on the sash.


When what to my wandering eyes should appear,

But gift-bearing neighbors, with sweet Christmas cheer.


Their mother was jolly, so lively and quick, I knew in an instant it wasn't St. Nick.


Up to the door, the young family came.

With a card and a package, she called us by name - "Where's Patrick, where's Lori we have a gift!" she exclaimed.


They were dressed all in red from their head to their toes,

And the smiles they wore set their faces aglow.


A bright red platter in the little girls' hand, 

Was extended with joy, that was part of the plan.


Perched on the window and balanced with care, 

The kitties just watched but tried not to stare.


Fresh cookies and tea, A right jolly old snack, 

I looked like a peddler adding gifts to my stack.


As the neighbor’s departed we heard them say,

“Happy Christmas to all,” . . . And have a Great Day.


My hope is this tiny gift is a reminder to reconnect families and carry forth the spirit of giving. To nurture friendships and appreciate others.


May you be blessed this holiday season.


I'm Patrick Ball, thanks for listening. See you in the next episode.

Updated: 12/10/2021

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