According to Our Christmas Calendar,
it was Mom's Turn to Share
a Christmas Story.
I told My Lovely Children,
about the Year I Got a Rock For Christmas.
Not a Pebble.
The size of an End Table.
Addressed to My Sisters & I.
And That Was It.
NOT A THING.
My Husband says,
"Can't You think of a Happier Story than That?"
"Naw. It's Very Fitting for the Day
I've Had with These Darling Angels."
PS A Very TRUE Story