‘Twas the night before Christmas and this year was sweet,
As the grandkids with both sets of grandparents would meet.
Some presents at Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop’s did start,
Then a candlelight service that spoke to the heart.
Before bedtime, a movie that told the old story
Of how Jesus came down as a Babe without glory
To ransom mankind with His own sacrifice –
For only a sinless One’s life would suffice.
The next day – His “birth day” – we gathered together,
Made memories, shared laughter to remember forever.
With Grandma and Grandpa to watch all their joy,
Six children unwrapped each new gift and each toy.
Traditions were kept with warm oatmeal bake pieces,
And later a trip to see nephews and nieces.
Twenty-one people, a family extended
Through love and through marriage and hearts that were mended.
Goodbyes being said, and back home Christmas night
We spun one more memory before dreams took flight.
As a family encircled round the lights of our tree,
Each one lifted prayers of thanksgiving to Thee.
“Thank You, Dear Father, for giving Your Son.
Thank You for the Gift that is greater than none.
Yet thank You as well for Your gift from above –
The gift of a family on earth, and their love.”
-Stephanie H. Garcia