(Photo by Lisa Allen-Kennard)
OH...THE SNOW OUTSIDE IS FRIGHTFUL,
BUT TO ME IT'S SO DELIGHTFUL,
BECAUSE I'M CURLED UP BY THE FIRE AND THEE,
WITH YOUR FACE LIT BY LOVE, AND OUR TREE!
AS I MAKE A MEMORY BOARD FOR DISPLAY,
YOU'RE OUTSIDE YELLING 'COME OUT & PLAY!'
BUT I'M BUSY WRAPPING PRESENTS YOU SEE,
SO ON CHRISTMAS MORN THERE'S PRESENTS FROM ME...
MARTHA STEWART CAME BY YESTERDAY, I KNOW,
TRUDGING THROUGH THE ICE & SNOW,
TO HELP ME DECORATED OUR HOME,
AND MAKE OUR WORLD TOGETHER SHALOM!
AS I LOOK AWAY FROM MY MEMORY BOARD
THE COLD AND THE DARK CUT ME LIKE A SWORD,
BECAUSE THIS HAPPILY GLITTERING TREE
IS A FIGMENT OF MY MEMORY.
WHILE SNOW PILES UP OUTSIDE
I WEEP AND MOAN AND HIDE,
FOR CHRISTMAS IS NOW TRAGEDY,
AND HOLY HELL FOR THE LONELY...
(WOW, THAT TOOK AN UNEXPECTEDLY TURN!)
