Christmas With Mom And Dad

We miss our parents both for this Christmas! My father passed away in eighty-nine; My mother died five years ago, old-aged; Our hearts are filled by memories of the two. The Christmas we enjoyed those years were fine; A lot of work was done by everyone; The night-mass was the acme of the Day; New clothes and sumptuous food made Christmas great. All members of the family tried to meet; The home was filled by laughter, jokes and cheer; I hung the star I made all on my own; A festooned branch of tree was set with crib. Each Christmas was an improvement each year; The sense of satisfaction was immense; Sobriety, gaiety, sharing was the key; Christmas greetings, cakes and sweets added hype. Each Christmas with our parents was the best; The home was warm despite the winter's cold; We thought of neighbors, relatives and friends; Christ seemed to be born truly every year. Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-12-2015