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“Twas The Morning Of Christmas”

/ Anne Dennish / Leave a comment

I post this every year on Christmas Eve. The pups are no longer with me and the children are grown and living all over the country, yet it is a beautiful reminder to me of all the precious memories I hold dear in my heart. I’m missing them this year but we’re living in some precarious times right now. I know that I’m not the only one missing someone.

Today I sit in gratitude for all of those beautiful “Christmas pasts,” for the gift of being here for another “Christmas present,” and for all of my loved ones that aren’t here that left me with their love, laughter and memories.

Merry Christmas Eve, my loves.

Let yourself feel the joy of this holiday season.

Enjoy my poem.

Love you all!

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~

“Twas The Morning Of Christmas”

/ Anne Dennish / 1 Comment

‘Twas the morning of Christmas and all through our home

Everyone was sleeping and I was alone

With a hot cup of coffee and my pup at my feet,

I turned on my laptop and sat in my seat.

The kids were still snuggled and sleeping in bed

But visions of past Christmases danced in my head.

I remembered when they were younger and so very small

And waited for Santa and his reindeer to call.

Then all of a sudden I knew what was the matter

I was afraid the magic of Christmas had become shattered

‘Fore as we grow older we tend to forget

That Christmas is much more than the presents we get

It’s remembering the magic and beauty of the season

After all, Christmastime was born with a reason.

So I say to you all take a moment to remember

To believe in the magic in this month of December

It’s time to stop writing, I see children in sight,

Merry Christmas to all and to all love and light.

Merry Christmas!

Wishing you love and light,

~Anne Dennish~