The kids are off track
and in their Jammies,
and we're sitting around the breakfast table,
with the Snowy Sun Streaming in the Windows,
the Christmas Lights setting the inside of the house Aglow,
Christmas Music Playing,
and Crayons spread all over the table,
as the Boys nibble on their Warm Muffins and
Slurp their Cold Milk.
Coloring and Jabbering about
Christmas and Snow
No other Cares in the World.
[I miss those days.]
[Glad I get to have them Again,]
[With My Boys.]